Yu Yueman was pushed into the reception room, staggeringly standing in place.
Upon seeing Yu Xiuzhun sitting in front of her, the facade of strength instantly crumbled, and she suddenly burst into tears.
"Brother, save me..."
Yu Yueman, as if seeing a savior, lunged desperately towards Yu Xiuzhun.
"Slap—"
Yu Xiuzhun stood up and gave her a fierce slap.
The force was so great that Yu Yueman couldn't stabilize herself, crashing into the table and falling to the ground.
Pain blanched her face, and a trickle of crimson blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
"Brother..."
"You still have the face to call me that? Do you know how much Yu family has suffered because of you? If I let you go now, the first thing the Yu family would do is come after you!"
Yu Xiuzhun's lips parted coldly, his eyes filled with ruthless intent.
Every time he remembered being schemed against by Dan Hanjie, he was itching with hatred.
