Elsewhere, Lin Fan, who had left by car, was still unable to calm his anger.
That damned Sikong had actually joined forces with everyone to humiliate him.
He had truly been blind back then. How could he have poured his heart and soul into that man?
He had even thought that once he became powerful, he would definitely repay the favor.
Who could have known that the moment he turned his face, he would be so utterly merciless?
Lin Fan was also puzzled. Before this, he had acted like a dandy young master, the kind who could do nothing right but ranked first in eating, drinking, and playing around.
He had even been afraid of this and that, terrified of the Sea Brake Society.
Yet today, he had been completely different. Even Zhonghai's Top Leader had to fawn over him.
So why the hell would he be afraid of the Sea Brake Society?
Did that make any sense?
And Jiang Huaiyue—how could she be so heartless too?
Not only had she failed to defend him, she had coldly stood by and even attacked him.
Bitch...
The more Lin Fan thought about it, the angrier he became, a deep sense of humiliation sweeping through his entire body.
But what could he do? Could it be that he could kill Jiang Huaiyue?
Lin Fan closed his eyes and leaned against the back seat.
He truly felt exhausted.
Just as the taxi waited at a red light, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
An expression of immense shock abruptly appeared on his face.
"Something's wrong. Something's wrong!"
When Lin Fan had closed his eyes just now, his mind had unconsciously replayed what had happened at the banquet.
He suddenly realized the problem.
Since those people had been so respectful toward "Sikong," how could