Unable to hold back on his anger anymore, Zhang Renshu immediately gave out an order.
"Where is that rat?! Call her back this very moment!" He instructed as he slammed his fist on the table as Shi Wenqian glared at him.
"What are you going to do?" She queried, on the verge of rolling her eyes at him.
Shifting his gaze from the servant already scurrying away to her, his brows drew close together as black lines appeared on his forehead.
"What?"
"You said that nobody from this family was going to be involved with the Fang family romantically, but I bet you couldn't control your whore of a daughter!"
Before, Shi Wenqian's lips could shut tightly after delivering her Oscar speech, Zhang Renshu immediately stretched his right hand toward her face and gave her a tight slap, shocking everyone in the room
The sound of his palm meeting her face was truly satisfying.
