Even the shareholders and senior executives of the company couldn't handle Lu Heting's glare, what more the rich second-generation heir? He took a few steps back in fear.
Lu Heting didn't take this kind of person seriously. But from what he said, it seemed he had harassed Su Bei just now.
Sensing the terrifying aura coming from Lu Heting, he was about to run away when Su Bei stopped him. "Wait!"
"W-What?" The rich man's breathing grew a little uneven.
"Do you want to leave after scolding my man?" Su Bei was not in the mood to argue with him. But he had looked down on Lu Heting, so he had offended Su Bei as well.
Others could scold her, but they couldn't scold the people she cared about.
He stammered, "What do you want, then?"
He told himself that he was not afraid. He just didn't want to stoop to her level.
