Feng Jinghan was in a foul mood, in no mood to waste time in idle chat.
He slammed his palm on the table, sweeping his cold gaze over them. Su Guohua and Zhang Juan nearly dropped to their knees on the spot.
"Cut the crap, answer my questions, or your life would lose its meaning," he warned.
At this moment, Su Guohua and Zhang Juan were thinking the same thing: They mustn't let him find out what they did to Lin Xiaozhu and Ningyan.
"Xiao Zhu is my ex-wife..."
"Ex-wife? How could she possibly have married someone like you? Did you do something to her? Explain it clearly to me."
Just thinking of Xiao Zhu being with this kind of man made Feng Jinghan's heart ache indescribably.
A man like him wasn't even worthy of being Xiao Zhu's servant.
