"Zhou Zhuoyang, what are you doing?! Let go of my hand now!"
By the time she could react, Pei Ge had already been dragged away from the private room by the man.
"What are you going crazy about?!"
She mustered up the strength to break free from his tight grip on her wrist. Fuming, she glared at the man.
Emptiness gripped the man's heart the moment the soft feeling left his grip.
He looked at her and pursed his lips. He sounded bitter and displeased. "Pei Ge, you're the one who is crazy! Do you know what type of people those men are, and you dared to mix around with them?! You're quite bold for a woman!"
"What are you saying? What people?"
She felt exasperated by his remark.
"I'm here to settle serious matters! I came here to discuss about the project! I'm not like you – a young master who is indifferent to getting this project or not! Even if you don't want it, there are people who will bring the deal to you!"
