Slap!!!
The sound was crisp and loud, leaving Wei Li staggering from Liao's slap, her face instantly marked with a bright red palm print.
However, she dared not retaliate; she was just a housewife, all the income tightly controlled in Liao's hands.
"Hus… husband, I didn't mean to!"
At this moment, Wei Li wished she could crawl into a hole, with so many people watching, and herself foolishly confessing without being pressed, she almost wanted to slap herself.
"Slut!!!"
Liao had completely lost his composure. Now with the ring on his own wife, not only had he offended Shu Yuehua, ruining any chance of ever being close to her again, but Ye Feng had also caught him in a bind.
"What's going on!!!"
At this tense moment, a clear voice rang out. A young man in a suit followed by several middle-aged men, who looked like executives, quickly approached.
