Han Yuanjun threw a knife-glare at him. Yao Xiu immediately shut his mouth and didn't dare to say anything else.
Han Yuanjun thought of his suit pants and felt sad. After he returned home, he threw away all his pants and instructed someone to adjust them for him. The only requirement was that the crotch area had to be sturdy enough!
Thinking about it now, his mind was filled with embarrassment.
To save his face, Han Yuanjun pretended not to care. "You only saw my swollen face, but you didn't see his face! Let me tell you, I was doing pretty well."
"Haha ..." Yao Xiu touched his nose in embarrassment and gently reminded Han Yuanjun. "President Han, you beat up your brother-in-law, so what are you proud of?"
Han Yuanjun rolled his eyes.
