When Zheng Junyang was thrown out of the door by the bodyguard, his legs were so painful that he almost lost consciousness.
He stood up from the ground with a grin on his face. The two bodyguards stood in front of him like two walls, looking at him with cold eyes.
Condescendingly, like looking at a piece of rotten meat.
Zheng Junyang immediately swallowed the insult he blurted out, clasped his hands together, and forced out a humble smile.
"Brothers, I'm going to get out of here, I'm going to get out of here right now."
Zheng Junyang spat violently as he moved away from the area of Villa No. 1 and away from the two bodyguards.
He gritted his teeth and cursed: "You bitch, you little bastard, how dare you raise a pretty boy in our Zheng family's house, bah!"
Zheng Junyang cursed all the way back to his villa in the east of the city, his face burning all the way.
This little bitch is so damn harsh. She looks cool, delicate, and weak, but I didn't expect that she would be so harsh.
This bitch was just playing tricks on him today. She deliberately left him alone for more than an hour. After entering, he was beaten and humiliated again.
The more Zheng Junyang thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved and angry.
When I got home, I told Zheng Zhonghong about the incident in a more aggravating manner.
After Zheng Zhonghong heard this, he immediately became furious and slapped the table so hard that the table shook.
"This damn bitch, how dare you hit my son?!"
Zheng Zhongya on the side was also furious after hearing this, wishing she could just rush over and tear that bitch Ruan Anlan into pieces.
"He is truly a bastard born from that woman. He is just as brutal and rude as she is. How can such a thing be liked so much by uncles and aunts? I really can't understand!"
Zheng Zhongya quickly called the servants and asked them to prepare hot compresses, and distressedly helped Zheng Junyang apply hot compresses.
Zheng Junyang was lying on the sofa. Not to mention how comfortable he was, he shouldn't have gone there today and been teased around by that bitch.
"You don't have to worry about this matter!" Zheng Zhonghong didn't know what he was planning, "This bitch dares to touch my son, which means she doesn't intend to live in peace with our family."
Zheng Zhongya asked: "Brother, what are you going to do?"
Zheng Zhonghong smiled evilly, "You two, don't worry about this matter, I will handle it."
"Dad, there's one more thing." Zheng Junyang grinned and said, "Grandpa seems to have bought that woman a house in Huaqing River, and it's also Villa No. 1!"
Zheng Zhonghong's face changed drastically when he heard this, "What?"
Zheng Junyang: "Not only that, that bitch also raised a pretty boy at home! I went over to apologize with full sincerity, but not only did she not accept it, she even called our family a moth! They eat trash!"
"That's unreasonable!" Zheng Zhonghong was so angry that his chest was heaving and his eyes were bloodshot and red. "It seems that if we don't teach her a lesson, she won't know what's going on here!"
…
The next night.
Luxurious luxury cars were parked in the garage of Yaxiang Building, and the doorman greeted them in a flattering manner.
A pair of shiny handmade leather shoes appeared in everyone's sight, and a young man with a slender figure and a handsome face walked out of the car, holding a folding fan in his hand.
The man is thin and has a cold aura, but his face is handsome and his temperament is outstanding.
He has soft forehead hair, a sinister and violent look that covers his eyebrows, and he has a graceful appearance when he walks. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as "the young master is unparalleled in the world."
