C587 The Hatred Was Resolved

Although Fong Zhanbo's wrist had regained its freedom, he didn't feel anything.

He looked around coldly and saw no one sympathizing with him.

His parents, in particular, were looking at him as if they were looking at their enemies. "Zhanbo, you look like an elder. Do as Haoxuan says."

Lin Ailing felt that she had lost face and directly ordered.

Fong Zhanbo stared coldly at Qin Yichen's face