C357 Not Giving Him Any Face

Zhang Tiancheng silently looked at Zhang Yiming, who was sitting in front of him. Although he had a delicate steak and a glass of wine before the meal, Zhang Tiancheng didn't seem to be interested in them.

"Zhang has not seen me for so many years. Why do you still have such a deep prejudice against me? I really want to help you with what happened back then, but you always do things like this