Song Haifeng listened to Song Haishan's words, his face muscles trembling with anger.
"Get the hell out of here!"
"You beast, are you even human?"
Song Haifeng, who had been restraining his anger with great effort, could no longer hold back and kicked Song Haishan.
There was a loud bang!
"Ah!"
A wave of pain ensued!
"Ah..."
"Song Laosan, you just wait for me!"
"I will definitely not let this slide!"
At that moment, a hate-filled Song Haishan scrambled to his feet and fled.
Once in the car, Song Haishan, his face twisted in pain, wiped the blood from his face and said through clenched teeth to Old Lady Song beside him, "Mom, that loser Laosan must have deliberately driven us off. That little bitch Song Yan must have hooked up with that mysterious Young Master Ye from King's No. 1 Villa."
"Despicable Zhao Meilan and that little bitch Song Yan not being at home are the best proof!"
