This afternoon, Sang Yunong was filled with emotions, bottled up with anger and having nowhere to vent, she broke many things at home.
By evening, Sang Zhengyang came back and directly kicked open Sang Yunong's door.
"Did you get someone to go after Shen Yufeng?"
Sang Zhengyang's face was extremely grim, and he spoke in a stern and angry voice.
Sang Yunong glanced at him.
"I did it, so what?"
Sang Zhengyang, in a fit of rage, swung his hand and slapped Sang Yunong hard across the face.
"Stupid!"
Sang Zhengyang never expected that his sister would do such a thing. He had been trying hard to draw closer relations with the Shen Family, but now all efforts were in vain!
Sang Yunong, having been slapped by Sang Zhengyang, had her spoiled temper flaring up as well.
"Who are you to call me stupid? I do whatever I want. It's none of your business. I'm not your pawn! I'm sick of this humiliation!"
Sang Zhengyang's face was as if he wanted to kill someone.
