Originally, he only wanted to send Yao Yun to the Metaphysics Management Office.
Now his mind had changed.
He had to teach Yao Yun a good lesson to vent the hatred in his heart.
"Brother, this is my phone!"
Yu Zheng reached out to grab it, but he was still a step too late. He watched helplessly as his phone was smashed into pieces.
He was so angry that he pulled Ye Chang away.
"Ye Chang, let's go. Ignore him," Yu Zheng said angrily.
Meng Bo's stomach retched. He vomited beside the bed. There was nothing in his stomach to begin with, and he was about to vomit his stomach out.
He still felt sick.
He ran to the bathroom again and rubbed his mouth fiercely with a towel.
In the end, Meng Bo's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.
He looked weakly at the ceiling.
He had brought this upon himself. He could not blame anyone.
