At this moment, Li Zhiyan's heart had already become somewhat elated, and soon, he saw Zhang Wu arriving at the commercial street.
"This damned Zhang Wu..."
Li Zhiyan got out of the car and followed, putting aside his main mission for the time being without giving it too much thought.
At this time, anger surged in Zhang Wu's heart.
His own wife, Ding Baijie, had actually run off with Li Zhiyan.
He was her husband—whether he beat her to death, crippled her, or ruined her! He was entitled to do so. He could beat his own wife however he wanted, thrash her in whatever way he pleased.
What was Li Zhiyan compared to him!
After learning that Ding Baijie was working in this milk tea shop, he took a day off and rushed over in a rage.
He planned to bring Ding Baijie back, beat her severely first, and then medicate her to make her realize his potency. If he didn't beat her until she dared not run away again, he would be a failure.
Ding Baijie was making milk tea when suddenly,
