Ma Huifang wasn't dazed by Zhang Wushan's slap, she shed two clear tears, then stood as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Wushan only had this much ability, taking out his anger on women, Ma Huifang could only endure it.
The butler's head hung lower to avoid his own awkwardness and helplessness.
In the depths of Zhang Jiren's pupils, the color of resentment grew even stronger.
"Get out, get out now, don't let me see you," Zhang Wushan roared in fury, something so big had happened, he had nowhere to vent his anger, Ma Huifang didn't curry favor with him in the way he wanted, dared to add to his troubles, he naturally was furious and struck people.
Ma Huifang quickly left.
Only then did the butler raise his head and said sheepishly, "Master, calm down, Master, calm down, Madame meant well."
