Zhang Ziwen threw away his cigarette butt and walked home dejectedly. What tricks would Mu Qing play tomorrow? Should he apologize to her? Ask her to let him go? Zhang Ziwen shook his head and laughed at himself. Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen, it seems you've really lost your edge since coming back from the army. Kowtowing to a girl, you've lost all face for men, that's disgraceful!
Work. He couldn't bear to lose his job, Zhang Ziwen didn't want to go backward, didn't want to be considered a street ruffian in some people's eyes, especially Wu Min's contemptuous eyes, he really couldn't stand it. He was once a proud member of the Navy Marine Corps, awarded countless merits, but now he was treated like a stinking ruffian. That was why he hated Wu Min.
