Luo Ying shook her head and looked at Lu Zhao.
"I've fended them off by myself. I can do this." Luo Ying's eyes were still filled with tears, but she seemed to be trying her best to smile.
Lu Zhao's heart ached even more.
"Let's go home first." Lu Zhao carried Luo Ying in his arms and walked back to the banquet hall. "Even so, I don't plan to let these people remain so arrogant."
When the people in the banquet hall saw Lu Zhao carrying Luo Ying out, they were all stunned.
This legendary and unreasonable entrepreneur was actually showing such a doting expression to Luo Ying.
What could have transformed this tyrant?
Lu Zhao's cold gaze swept across the people in the hall and landed on Xia Lan.
"It seems like barring you from the industry wasn't enough." Lu Zhao's voice was cold. Ms. Xia, perhaps you should start packing up. Perhaps I should bar you from the country."
Everyone sucked in a cold breath.
