C530 You Still Have the Face to Cry

Wang Jingchuan's kick was forceful, sending the maid sprawling to the ground, clutching her chest and gasping for breath. Her voice trembled as she spoke.

"Sir, I didn't dare defy the young lady's wishes. Please, forgive me..."

Wang Jingchuan took a deep breath, sharply flicked his sleeve, and strode briskly toward Wang Yuyao's room.

Wang Yuyao was still silently shedding tears