Yun Zuoyi stared at Yun Jianchen, his face darkening without a word,
he was indeed regretful.
He had been regretful for a long time.
Song Xiaoyu couldn't compare to Song Huanyan at all.
Back then, he had truly been bewitched to have been lured by Song Xiaoyu.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Yun Zuoyi said coldly.
"Heh..." Yun Jianchen let out a cold laugh, his mocking gaze fixed on Yun Zuoyi.
How could Song Huanyan have ever fallen for a man like Yun Zuoyi?
Daring to do things, but not daring to own up to them.
He really looked down on him.
Yun Jianchen walked around the desk, approaching Yun Zuoyi.
Yun Zuoyi furrowed his brow, watching Yun Jianchen warily, "Yun Jianchen, what do you want to do?"
Suddenly, Yun Jianchen charged at Yun Zuoyi, grabbing his clothes with one hand and lifting him, then punching him hard in the face.
"Ah..." Yun Zuoyi cried out in pain, his head slamming against the tempered glass, which stunned him.
