Yunyi stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wenjuan by the back of her collar: "I gave you face, didn't I? What gives you the right to come here shouting?"
No matter how much Zhang Wenjuan struggled, she was still dragged out by Yunyi and thrown directly outside the door: "Hurry up and leave, don't force me to curse."
Zhang Wenjuan was truly shocked by Yunyi's stance; she hadn't expected Yunyi to have such strength. She retreated a few steps before finally steadying herself: "Chuyunyi, I'm just here to ask for your help. Do you have to treat me like this?"
Yunyi clapped her hands: "It's my turf, I make the rules. If you don't like it, why not leave quickly?"
Yunyi's actions left Zhang Wenjuan without a chance to mention borrowing money.
