"But what happened later?"
Li Yucheng chuckled with a hint of amusement and said, "Our beautiful writer, in the end, was no different than a dog begging on the ground, asking me to lend a hand to the Xu Family."
Li Yucheng shook his head and sighed, "All I wanted was for her to make a film with my men, to leave me with a memento, so I could see how that proud woman who once looked down on me now grovels like a dog, begging and crying out under my subordinates!"
"But she was so stubborn, refusing to comply was one thing, but she even dared to strike me!" Li Yucheng gazed at the ugly scar on his chest, a fierce expression on his face.
He looked up at Xu Xingguang, curious about how she would react after learning what her sister endured that night.
But Xu Xingguang's expression remained calm, not showing the slightest anger or anguish.
Seeing this, Li Yucheng was somewhat surprised. "Now that you know the truth, you're not heartbroken for her?"
