As it turns out, Gong Ziming really knows a lot.

He told Rong Shang, "I don't think this video you made is very good."

"You should have filmed the whole thing, showing his face when he got beaten up, that would have been really funny."

"Hmm?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow and smiled.

He doesn't seem stupid at all.

...

That day, Zhang Ze, covered in injuries, knocked on Lan Keyin's door.

She didn't know it was him, so she slumped to the ground and drank beer, one bottle after another, until her face was flushed.

Zhang Ze kicked open the door and walked in.

Her gaze paused.

I thought I was seeing things.

"Zhang, Zhang Ze?"

No, it couldn't be him.

Lan Keyin rubbed her eyes.

The man happened to walk up from the front. "Ke Yin."

The room reeked of alcohol, and he fanned it with his hand.

Honestly, I was a little disgusted. "Why are you drinking so much?"

She didn't react, just stared blankly at him.

It seems like they don't believe it.

The man frowned, then spoke again, "Ke Yin?"

Suddenly, she grabbed an empty wine bottle next to her.

With a loud bang, the wine bottle hit the bedside behind him.

Remembering his previous beating, Zhang Ze instinctively raised his hand to cover his head. "Ke Yin."

"Zhang Ze!"

Lan Keyin finally came to her senses.

The moment she stood up, her eyes seemed to redden.

Zhang Ze wanted to get closer to her, but when he saw the empty wine bottle she was clutching tightly in her hand, he became afraid.

"Ke Yin, I'm here to apologize to you."

"I was wrong, Keyin. Actually, I still love you. My relationship with her was just a fling."

He wanted to say some sweet words to win her heart.

Lan Keyin loves him so much, she will definitely soften her heart.

But, but he had only said a few words when the woman rushed up.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the bottle hit him on the head again.

Zhang Ze shouted and stepped back.

Bright red blood flowed down his forehead.

He raised his hand and wiped his face; his complexion was already quite pale.

Ahead, the woman's eyes were bloodshot. "Zhang Ze, how could you?"

"I love you so much, how could you do this to me?!"

"How could you... How could you..."

Bang!

She threw the bottle on the ground, and Lan Keyin rushed up and punched him.

One after another.

She cried, trying to vent all the grievances she had suffered these past few days.

Zhang Ze harbored resentment, but he had already taken the most important step.

At this point, he cannot back down.

Don't move, just let the blood flow down your forehead.

He let her beat and scold him.

The woman's hot tears streamed down her face, and he watched as he reached out to wipe them away.

The first time Lan Keyin slapped it off, he wiped it again, and she stopped resisting.

She burst into tears, crying, "Zhang Ze, do you know how much my heart aches?"

"I know it's my fault, it's all my fault."

When you talk to her, she says one sentence and he replies with one sentence.

Every word she said touched her heart.

Lan Keyin felt wronged, and the more she wiped away her tears, the more she cried.

Then, Lan Meifen came up with her people.

Seeing Zhang Ze holding Lan Keyin in his arms, she felt a surge of anger.

They immediately pulled Zhang Ze away.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

"Mom," Zhang Ze called out to her, and Lan Meifen raised her hand and slapped him.

Upon seeing the bruises on his body, Zhang Ze gasped.

It was only then that Lan Keyin noticed that he was covered in blood.

His gaze paused.

Lan Meifen shouted, "Butler, get this person out of here right now!"

She would never give Zhang Ze another chance to hurt her daughter.

The steward obeyed the order and immediately led his men in from outside.