92 The Little Bun Dropped His Human-Skin Mask

Yu Zhongcheng scoffed coldly and berated loudly, "Why didn't you discuss it with me instead of making your own decision? Do you look down on me now that I've been stripped of my official position?"

At this time, Madam Chen rushed over. She glared at Yu Zhongcheng with dissatisfaction and said, "Master, Wanrong has already suffered. Don't be angry with her anymore."

"I understand. You and your daughter both look down on me now!" Yu Zhongcheng said gloomily, "Forget it! Since you're the master of the family now, I'll leave!"

Yu Zhongcheng flicked his sleeve and left after saying that.

The maidservant next to Madam Chen said with a frown, "Madam, it seems like Master is going to the brothel again…"

Madam Chen gnashed her teeth so hard that she almost broke them.