C97 Start counterattack

"What kind of attitude is this? Tang Zhen, don't forget what kind of identity you have."

Tang Zijun suddenly closed the fan in his hand, and furiously pointed it at Tang Zhen.

She had always been arrogant and had become a habit. Now that she saw Tang Zhen's disrespectful appearance, how could she accept it?

"Of course I know my identity. I'm just a tool that you can sell out at any time