After brutally humiliating Isaac, Ye Xunhuan swaggered off with Mei Hanqing.
Watching their retreating figures, Isaac, beaten like a dog by Ye Xunhuan, had a sinister gleam in his eyes, as though he was etching Ye Xunhuan's figure deep into his mind, planning to crush him to dust.
Isaac, having lived for over twenty years, had never been humiliated like this, not even once.
Now that Ye Xunhuan had beaten him like a dead dog in front of everyone, the hatred inside Isaac was growing wildly, as if he could not cleanse the disgrace unless he crushed Ye Xunhuan to ashes!
As for whether Isaac would seek revenge, Ye Xunhuan didn't care at all.
Just as Ye Xunhuan and Mei Hanqing returned to the villa, Xiahou Yuzhu greeted them with a gentle smile, like a loving mother, "You're back, you must be hungry, I've already asked the kitchen to prepare the dishes, they'll be ready soon!"
"Aunt, isn't uncle coming back?" Ye Xunhuan asked curiously.
