"Slap, slap, slap! Absolutely needs a slapping!" Li Tanglu was the first to respond, "Yuanyuan, that animal, definitely deserves a slap across the face! Disaster comes from careless talk, and he must learn this lesson! It's not just about kneeling in front of Second Miss and slapping himself in the face, ah, I even want to rush over to that medical technology building right now, and give him a big smack!"
At a time like this, what else could Zhang Zhengchang say, and could he still care about his old face?
He directly called out, "Kneel, kneel, kneel, I'll kneel too, I'll do anything if necessary! What's slapping in the face? I can now kneel and crawl over to you, and in front of Second Miss, kneel and slap my own face! Ah, I truly deserve to die! I really do!"
By saying this, Liu Zhizhong essentially made himself clear, albeit with a polite finish.
