"Zheng Haoyu, you will regret this!" After roaring angrily, Lian Ze turned and ran out. Lian Peng was still in the hospital. If he could find Lian Peng, he could definitely escape from here. He would surely seize an opportunity to avenge his mother!
Zheng Haoyu followed him out and standing on the stairs, he shouted, "Close the gate!"
Lian Ze rushed downstairs in a hurry. The servants had already noticed something was amiss. As soon as Zheng Haoyu shouted, they immediately closed the gate of the villa. With his hands in his pockets, Zheng Haoyu descended the stairs step by step, looking down at Lian Ze, who was shivering against the gate, "Lian Ze, listen to me, go back to your room!"
"I will not!" Lian Ze defiantly raised his tear-streaked face, and a sobbing sound came from his mouth, like a cornered little animal putting up a fight!
"Don't make me angry!" each word—deliberate and dangerous—made Zheng Haoyu seem incredibly dangerous!
Lian Ze knew, Zheng Haoyu was now angry.
