"Enough with the nonsense, what happened to Su Nian?" Cheng Yun lost his patience, ripping off his gentlemanly facade. Veins bulging on his forehead, he clutched at Zheng Haoyu's collar and pulled him towards himself, yelling furiously as if he were a man-eating tiger.
"You dare to play innocent with me!" Zheng Haoyu retaliated. He threw his pen aside, caught Cheng Yun's collar with one hand and grabbed his belt with the other, forcefully pulling him across the office desk, "I won't get the truth out of you until I beat you up."
The near-death experience of Su Nian in a blaze had given Zheng Haoyu a real shock. Seeing Cheng Yun's attitude, his temper flared up again. Seething with rage, he thought of nothing but beating Cheng Yun senseless and slinging him onto the ground.
