After weighing his options, Liu Zhizhong felt his scalp harden.
"Never mind, just lay it all out, no more pretenses!"
But he wanted to see what they would say.
So, Liu Zhizhong suddenly went from bewildered to innocent, "Mom, what do you mean by this... I don't understand what you're saying?"
"You don't understand? Do I need to spell out the nasty things you've done, or are you going to admit it yourself?" Lu Yumei said, picking up the cup on the coffee table in front of her, itching to smash it over him.
Seeing this, Zhao Yan immediately shouted, "Mom, don't get physical! He's not worth dirtying your hands! Liu Zhizhong, just look for yourself, open your damn eyes and look!"
With that, Zhao Yan took out her phone, placed it on the coffee table, pointing at the TikTok screen, her face red with rage, directing Liu Zhizhong to look.
Liu Zhizhong cast a glance and felt his heart shake violently.