Ye Zhiqing was also shocked by Yuan Muchun's words.
"You… Yuan Muchun, you're too much. You're ungrateful and ungrateful. Are you addicted to instigating others?!"
"A traitor?" Yuan Sichun looked up at Ye Zhiqing and snorted. "You're right. Anyway, the shares are useless in my hands. Why don't I sell them to others?"
"You… beast!"
Yuan Zhengchong was completely enraged by Yuan Muchun's words. He shouted angrily and raised his hand to slap Yuan Muchun's face.
Everyone gasped. Seeing that Yuan Zhengchong's grip was strong, some people even closed their eyes.
However, the expected slap did not sound.
Shen Fanxing had already stood up from her chair. Standing at the side, she was taken aback by the unexpected scene.
"Who are you?!" Yuan Zhengchong was furious. His raised arm was grabbed tightly by someone halfway. The force was so strong that it almost crushed his wrist.