He glared and saw it was Lan Mu, who had an ashen face and looked ready to eat someone.
Zu He's face turned pale with fear, "Amu, what… what are you doing?"
His hands were grabbing Lan Mu's, which clutched at his collar as he negotiated with a trembling voice, "I won't mention Weiwei anymore, I'll stop, let's talk this through, please don't get physical."
Zhou Sicheng, seeing Lan Mu's terrifying demeanor, hurriedly pulled him back, "The main thing is, Weiwei was attacked by a crazy fan today, and we were really just worried and discussing it here. We'll be more careful about the setting from now on, please don't be so angry."
It took the combined strength of him and Zu He to pry Lan Mu's hands away.
Zu He hastily stepped back; Lan Mu truly frightened him just now, and he felt a bit angry, "I didn't know you hated Weiwei. I thought the one I wanted to sleep with was your wife."
Just as he had declared his body was reserved for Weiwei, Lan Mu charged at him.
