"Someone come spar with me." Yu Xiuzhun finished warming up, waving his fists and beckoning to the people nearby.
A burly fitness coach stepped forward to spar with him.
It didn't even take five minutes for Yu Xiuzhun to knock the man to the ground, unable to get back up.
"Useless!"
Yu Xiuzhun had not had his fill, yet he lost interest.
He cursed under his breath, walked to the side, took off his gloves, and picked up a glass of water for a sip.
"Mr. Yu, a towel."
A maid immediately approached with a tray.
Seeing the woman before him, Yu Xiuzhun couldn't help but flash Ye Mingmei's face in his mind.
The hand holding the glass tightened, and he gritted his teeth fiercely.
That damn woman hadn't thought of reaching out to him all this time.
After he finally tracked her down, she still dared to avoid him.
He should have punched her a few more times last time to see if she still dared to ignore him.
"Bang—"
