Liu Zhizhong was seething with anger, barely able to contain himself.
He had seen shameless, but never this shameless!
At such a time, when a woman had just lost her husband, not only did he come to forcibly buy her company, but he spoke like this?
Was he even human?
The scion of the Tiandu's great clan, was he so unrefined?
Feng Xiaoyue was even angrier, her face alternating between red and white as she suddenly stood up and shouted, "Qin Bo, you're really inhuman! Can any real person say such things? My husband's body is still warm, and you're shamelessly doing this! Get out! I'm not signing the contract, not signing!"
With that, she tore the contract to shreds, scattering it in the air everywhere!
Liu Zhizhong felt a surge of relief.
His friend, usually so literary and graceful, elegant and polite, couldn't hold back anymore, and she erupted in righteous anger very well.
