Not bothering to be polite at all, Han Zhuoli said coldly, "I've already told Mr Wang, I have nothing to say to you."
Last time, even though Han Zhuoli was unhappy, for Wang Juhuai's sake, he was still rather subtle about it and not as blunt as he was today.
However, since Wang Qianyun had already decided that she wanted to lose face, he wouldn't give her any face either.
"Brother Han!" Wang Qianyun's face flushed red. She suddenly recalled that Zheng Tianming was there too and felt like she was too embarrassing.
Turning around, she harshly shouted at Zheng Tianming. "Get out!"
However, Zheng Tianming couldn't care less about Wang Qianyun's attitude and cursed her in his heart, yet he still kept a smile on his face and didn't say a word.
"I got him to stay," Han Zhuoli sneered, curling up his lips.
