"In this world, there are still some people with pure hearts."
Wang Hao took it out, "I guess Mengzi might still be a virgin."
"Damn! I've really learned something today."
Yang Tian, holding Wang Han, chuckled, "I wonder how the brothers will handle this."
He was enjoying watching the drama unfold.
He was eager to see the Zhao Brothers fight.
That way, he could reap the benefits.
Inside the office
Zhao Hu looked at Zhao Meng, who was pointing a dagger at him, in disbelief.
"Mengzi, you actually pulled a knife on me? Damn, I'm your brother!"
Zhao Hu was furious, pointing at him, and angrily shouted, "Just for a woman, you're pulling a knife on your brother! Are you crazy?!"
"Ah----ah----ah----"
Zhao Meng screamed and yelled there.
On one side was his brother, whom he relied on; on the other side was his beloved, his goddess.
What could he do? What should he do?
Hate! He was so full of hate!
He didn't even have a chance to fight back.
