Perrio fainted again.
This time, it wasn't his bodyguards who came to the rescue on the spot.
Instead, it was the medical staff on standby in the ambulance, who quickly dashed in to administer emergency aid.
Wu Jie was rather speechlessly ushered out of the private room.
Before leaving, he clearly saw Perrio's secretaries and bodyguards looking as if they wanted to kill him.
That hateful, murderous gaze, that uncontrollable loathing expression…
Wu Jie saw it all but didn't take it to heart.
Of course.
Tan's facial expression was the real spectacle.
Dragging Wu Jie into the next room, Tan pointed at him and gnashed his teeth for a while but failed to utter a single word.
"I... I..."
Tan sighed.
He shook his hands vigorously, put them behind his back, and paced back and forth.
Ridiculous!
So damn ridiculous!
He had clearly instructed Wu Jie to be gentle, a little bit polite and respectful…
But what happened?
