“Wu Feng, this trash wouldn't dare lifting a hand against you. He's the one young miss wants to deal with.” Han Qing sniggered slightly at the side of the ring.
After hearing this, the resentment in Wu Feng's gaze intensified. He laughed while saying, “So it's this loser who is wasting the young miss’s time. I could crush you like a bug, so I suggest you do as the young miss says. Or else, I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death.”
Han Jingru's whole body stretched taut with restraint. Throughout these three years, he had been a victim to all kinds of insults and mistreatment, but he'd gotten used to bearing it. However, this still greatly offended him.
Of course, not all the provocative comments offended him. For a person as composed as Han Jingru, a few sentences couldn't incite his anger. But the actual reason he felt offended was because of Han Tong's request.
To change his surname.
On what grounds did she have the right to demand him to change his surname. All this was just an act of bullying.