The atmosphere in the private room was so tense that it could be triggered at any moment.
Liang Jingchuan glared at the man opposite him with a cold gaze. His hands were clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. The anger in his body was boiling.
Just as he was about to explode, a warm and soft hand grabbed his hand.
He calmed down a little and looked at the person beside him. A touch of gentleness flashed in his eyes.
Beside them, Zou Kai was observing the interaction between Liang Jingchuan and Lin Yi. He sighed inwardly and pulled Lu Chaoqun aside, saying in a low voice,""Old Lu, this is old Seven's business. It has nothing to do with you."
Lu Chaoqun shook off Zou Kai's hand and looked at Liang Jingchuan with a pained expression. He continued,""You're my brother. Do you think I'd harm you?"
Hearing this, song Yufeng's brows furrowed, and he prepared to speak.
