Chen Hao was clearly unsatisfied with Zhang Ziwen standing between him and Song Lin at this moment. He outrageously asked Song Lin in anger, "Who the heck is this guy? Is he your bodyguard? Send him out."
Song Lin did not respond to his intimidating tone, instead, she retorted, "Who he is, is none of your business. The one who should leave is you."
Chen Hao's complexion changed slightly as he said in disbelief, "Me? Leave? Miss Song, you can't possibly mean that."
"What did I do to you? What do you think I should do?" Song Lin's voice was somewhat cold.
"You..." Chen Hao suddenly stood up, pointing at Song Lin, but failing to muster a word. His handsome face turned pale, clearly enraged.
As Chen Hao stood up, Zhang Ziwen also rose and pushed down the finger Chen Hao was pointing at Song Lin. He spoke in an emotionless tone, "Don't you know it's impolite to point at people?"
"Who do you think you are? How dare you stop me?" Chen Hao shifted his indignation towards Zhang Ziwen.
