Ding Jinsong's originally handsome face was clouded with gloom, while the four men standing beside him bowed their heads, not daring to breathe.
At this moment, they all knew that the man before them was seething with anger.
Last night, they had finally found a golden opportunity, something that was almost certain, but who would have expected Cheng Yaojin to suddenly appear halfway through, not only to beat them up but also to take Mei Hanqing away.
What was most infuriating was that, despite instructing his men to investigate, Ding Jinsong hadn't found a damn thing.
Tell me, how could Ding Jinsong not be furious?
The woman he had his eye on, after desperately pursuing her for a while and having no success, he resorted to the dirtiest tricks, but just as he was about to succeed, she slipped through his fingers!
"Trash, what good are you?" Ding Jinsong roared in a low voice, "Can't even find a single person for me, what do I keep you around for every day?"
