Chapter 48 A weaned whelp

For many years, Abel Wang hadn’t beat men with wine bottles. He often persuaded himself - he had been a successful man with identity and status. But he couldn't stand it tonight. What kind of person Edward is? Boaster! Braggart! Especially when he thought that he was being treated like a fool again and again, Abel Wang was more angry. Shouting loudly, he was going to poke Edward with a crushed wine bottle, and Edward didn't want to hold his horses, he just lifted the table. When they were about...