"Tang Yufeng," Mu Yunshen's handsome face was filled with cold anger. He narrowed his long, cold eyes and stared at him icily, "Before you speak, weigh your own worth. Some people aren't within your right to insult."
Tang Yufeng scoffed disdainfully, emboldened by the alcohol, and shouted, "Why am I not qualified? You Mu, if you're protecting a mistress, just admit it, don't use such high-sounding excuses! Everyone in Jiang City knows you love Mo Lier. Since that's the case, divorce my sister! You're sleeping with your wife while entangled with a mistress, making headlines in the newspaper, you bastard!"
As he finished, the temperature in the ward instantly dropped to zero.
Xu Yan silently wiped his sweat, my goodness, no one has ever dared to talk to President Mu like this… Over the years, only Mo Shiche has ever argued with President Mu.
It's simply courting death…
