Jian Jun'er Will Never Be Weaker Than Anyone

It was all that petty bastard Wang Yan's doing.

And Han Chunming, that lackey who kissed up to Wang Yan.

Only by counting both of them together could Cheng Jianjun, who had nursed his hatred for four full years, find the motivation to keep going. He, Cheng Jianjun, was determined to make those two petty bastards pay the price.

He also knew Wang Yan was beyond his level to handle. But even a minor demon could be troublesome. He would be that troublesome minor demon, keeping a close eye on Wang Yan. He refused to believe that bastard had no weakness for him to seize on.

As for Han Chunming, he did not take him seriously at all. He had always looked down on Han Chunming. Back then, if not for his help, could Han Chunming have gotten a job at the food factory? Without working at the food factory, could he have rekindled his old romance with Cai Xiaoli? And later, without him, could Han Chunming have gotten a job at the hardware company? Without working there, could he have gotten the chance to run sales? And without that, how could he have broadened his horizons, gained experience, and found opportunities to make a fortune? Without him, Cheng Jianjun, could Han Chunming have become so full of himself?

He had helped Han Chunming so much, yet not only had he received nothing in return, Han Chunming had even held a grudge against him. Their wives no longer associated with each other, and his son still got beaten up? What kind of way was that to treat people?

If Han Chunming had been willing to back down and cooperate, why would he have gone looking for Wang Yan and asked him not to help Han Chunming? That had led to