Qin Shaonan turned back, his eyes embedded with ice shards as he looked at Huo Jinnan, his voice cold to the core, "Then let Huanhuan sleep with Huo Qichang, have a nice daughter, and try being a cheap dad."
Huo Jinnan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he threw a punch at Qin Shaonan, the fist flying swiftly.
Qin Shaonan tilted his head to dodge, quickly opened the driver's side door, got out of the car, took off his suit and threw it onto the steering wheel, and slammed the door shut.
He used so much force that the car shook several times.
Huo Jinnan sat in the back seat, glancing at Qin Shaonan rolling up his sleeves outside.
Over so many years, probably no one dared to poke at his sore spot.
He tossed the phone onto the seat, took off his suit, removed his tie, and followed him out of the car, standing there, looking at Qin Shaonan, evenly matched, "I'm not a punching bag."
