At this point, Ye Ling paused, turned to look at Ji Zhongjun, and spoke as if squeezing words through clenched teeth, "Mr. Ji is forcibly putting this shit on my head, along with his niece. How can I bear this accusation?"
The word "niece" pricked Ji Zhongjun's face red.
Ji Zhongjun was displeased upon hearing this and became furious, "What do you mean I'm always putting this shit on your head? How can you talk like that? Uncultured, just because you're from the countryside, you should have some manners. No wonder you were born without a mother's care."
"Screw this, I'm not taking it anymore," Zhao Guodong roared, and his fist swung towards Ji Zhongjun.
