Yian Jingxue slammed the table hard as she stared at Qin Wanyue and said, "Qin Wanyue, I'm warning you, stop pestering my Brother Zuo. Otherwise, I'll hire hundreds of lawyers and sue you until you spend your whole life in prison, and then you'll never be able to bother my Brother Zuo again! Do you remember what I told you? I'm worth over a billion, hiring so many lawyers is like child's play to me, I could crush you with just my pinky finger!"
Han Zuo: "..."
Well, alright.
Definitely more forceful than what he had said.
Has he embarrassed himself again?
Qin Wanyue looked at Yian Jingxue in terror, her face ashen.
She shook her head in disbelief, muttering, "No... it can't be... how could this happen? How could this..."
For her, Han Zuo was her last lifeline.
She had wished that Han Zuo still loved her, that he hadn't forgotten their old affection.
She thought that as long as she tried, she could mend their relationship.
