C145 Zhang Hai's Gifts

Zhang Guoxin looked at Zhang Hai's swollen face, trembling with anger.

You know, I've never even slapped him in the face.

At his birthday banquet, he beat up his beloved grandson in front of everyone.

Was that still a slap to his, Zhang Hai's, face?

Let alone Chen Hao, the useless trash!

"Do you not have ears?" The muscles on the old man's face twitched, "Kneel!"

"Do you hear me? Kneel