But the woman was not one to be trifled with, either. She let out a sarcastic laugh, "Young Madam Zhou? Did Young President Zhou watch you get beaten and still consider you his Young Madam?"
That sentence was incredibly accurate in hitting Cheng Zhiwei's heart.
She was momentarily speechless.
However, the triumph on the woman's face across from her turned pale within a few seconds, and she trembled subconsciously, "Young... Young President Zhou."
Cheng Zhiwei turned her head and saw Zhou Lin standing by the door, his tall figure shrouded in darkness, his expression completely obscured.
She slightly lowered her eyes and withdrew her gaze, speaking indifferently, "So what if that's the case? Even if I have nothing, I can force Gao Wei to go from being a principal to having nothing, to the point where he can't even find a job in Yucheng. Are you ready to share weal and woe with him?"