What? Have my wife kneel and apologize?
Lin Xiao's anger flared. He kicked open the office door. The sight that greeted him made his blood boil.
It was that bitch Su Qingfeng, standing arrogantly before Su Qingning. Two burly men were restraining Su Qingning by the arms, and a five-fingered handprint was livid on her fair cheek. She had clearly been slapped.
Without even asking, he knew that bitch Su Qingfeng was the one who did it.
Lin Xiao felt like he was about to explode. A monstrous killing intent erupted from him, enveloping everyone in the room like a vast net. The bone-chilling cold made them all shiver. Su Qingfeng, in particular, felt as if a ferocious beast had locked its eyes on her. It seemed the filthy beggar before her was about to tear her to shreds in the next second.
