Hearing that Liu Zhanyuan was on his way, Han Ning laughed nervously, sweat streaming down his face, unable to wipe it away in time.
Dong Zhiping glanced at Qin Yi unobtrusively, and seeing that Qin Yi showed no other emotions, he completely relaxed.
Qin Yi didn't expect Dong Zhiping would also call Liu Zhanyuan here. Just Han Ning alone, they really think highly of him. But it doesn't matter; he's long been fed up with this Han Ning, who covets his wife. Would you really let someone like that linger?
"Mr. Dong, please spare me? I'm begging you, I won't dare again, I beg you...," Han Ning pleaded, trembling like a frightened quail.
Dong Zhiping raised his foot in irritation and kicked him over onto the ground, sneering, "You dared to impersonate even him, I don't have the authority to release you."
Han Ning struggled to get up off the floor, turning his head to Xia Yanbing, "Xiaobing, please beg Mr. Dong, ask him to spare me?"
