Chapter 1815: I must get back at him.

If he had the ability, he would return the favor. If he didn't have the ability, he would endure it and one day, he would return the favor with a punch.

This was Zheng Ren's life motto.

Womer was sitting in front of him, telling him that he wanted to take the initiative to tell Dr. Olsen that he would withdraw from the competition for the Nobel Prize.

Really F * cking hell! Zheng Ren really wanted to smack the pretentious vampire's face with garlic.

Although Zheng Ren didn't like the Nobel Prize, which had long lost its fairness and objectivity, it didn't mean that he was willing to run ten thousand miles to an old castle in the Alps where he couldn't see the light of day for the rest of his life to suffer.

F * ck!

She would definitely find trouble with him.