Why? Zhang Yujun really has the nerve to ask that question. Zhu Ahsheng was so angry that he wanted to beat his nephew half to death. If he had known he was such a troublemaker, he never would have agreed to his older sister to take him out. Now he's created a big mess; what is he going to do next?
The head of this thermos factory is likely finished too, huh!
Zhu Ahsheng shivered, lifted his head to look at the sky, which was ominously dark. A chill, signaling the end of good times, crept into his heart.
"Why, you have the gall to ask why? Out of everyone, why did you have to mess with Ying Xiaoya? You know her dad is the County Chief. You're asking for death!" Zhu Ahsheng pointed at him and said angrily, "If you want to kill yourself, fine, but you're dragging me down too, you scoundrel!"
