As such, the atmosphere in the VIP room grew even tenser.
The manager, sensing trouble, waved his hand and all the waiters who were waiting inside quickly followed him out.
The room was quiet as all the people left.
The old lecher glanced at Lu Zhanbei, sensing something was off and becoming uncomfortable, but couldn't decipher Lu's thoughts as Lu was silent. He tried to defuse the situation with a laugh, "President Lu, that girl is clearly inexperienced. We were just having some fun, don't take it seriously. It's not good if it spoils your mood."
At the sound of that, Lu Zhanbei gave no response, but his cold eyes hazed dangerously at the old lecher, speaking only two words, "Gu Qianqian."
"...What?"
The old lecher's smile froze on his face, his ears buzzing for a long time, unable to believe what he had heard.
That girl is Third Yan Wang's?
Was this a joke?
"President Lu, stop joking around."
