635 Sowing Seeds of Discord (5)

Shen Liangchuan was agile, however, and took another step backwards. Extending his leg, he aimed a kick at the other man's stomach.

It was a merciless kick.

How much he wished for Shen Zihao to wake up with that one hard kick!

At this point, a shout suddenly came from the entrance, "Stop!"

Shen Liangchuan froze at the sound of this voice.

However, Shen Zihao took the opportunity of his hesitation and with a quick and furious extension of his arm, landed a square blow on his brother's eye.

Shen Liangchuan's eye was immediately bruised.

"Shen Zihao!"

It was sharp and commanding tone. And at once, Xia Yehua appeared. In her high heels, she quickly walked to them.

She had found out about the business function through a good friend who had called her to inform her.