Looking at the closed door, Gong Ming gritted his teeth in anger.
"Open the door!"
He roared angrily outside and got the bodyguards to kick the door open, but he was quickly chased away by Gong Hao and Fu Xi's men.
Anger burned in him and the hatred in his heart grew.
Gong Hao was the mysterious Mr. Peter. He could easily cure his paralysis, but he refused.
They were all bitches, dammit!
At this moment, Gong Ming received an email. Looking at the contents, his face seemed to distort.
"You'll see, bitches. I want you to beg on your knees."
Fu Xi returned to the hall and saw that Gong Hao had also gotten up. She went forward and hugged him.
"Just now, Gong Ming came to ask you for treatment. I refused."
"Well done." Gong Hao pinched her face. "I plan to go public with the Gong family later."
"Okay."
Fu Xi nodded. After the two of them had breakfast, Gong Hao was about to leave when his phone rang.
