Wang Yezheng had been patient. He thought the breakfast had lasted for a century, but he was still patient with Han Yi's indifference.

"Don't put onions in porridge later." Hanyi finished her breakfast and sat on the sofa. She was tired last night. Wei Dong was in a bad mood and hardly slept.

Usually Wang Yezheng would wait for her to finish breakfast before leaving, but today he did her side in an unusual way. "I have something to tell you."

"I'm not interested in your business, you can go."

Wang Yezheng went wild because of this sentence. He grabbed Han Yi's wrist and threw her down on the sofa....