Upon facing the unexpected confrontation, Zhao Youming was not the only one who was in a bad mood. Zhao Yifei equally felt as bad.
It was clear that the person who had harmed him stood right in front of him. If only Zhao Yifei had struck Zhao Youming down from the beginning, he would not have had to hold back his anger like now. He felt so aggrieved whenever he thought of this.
The moment Zhao Youming was out of his sight, Zhao Yifei's expression darkened. He remained in a foul mood until he returned to the underground garage at his house.
Zhao Yifei was still in a fit of rage when his car window was knocked by someone. He wound down the window and did not even bother to give a look at the person outside his car.
"Bumped into Zhao Youming, huh?" When the person standing outside Zhao Yifei's car noticed his angry look, he instantly made a correct guess.
