Wang Hao and Lin Shihan had just stepped out of the company when they saw Chen Xuan, slicked hair and powdered face, walking straight toward them with a bunch of blue enchantresses in hand.
Following behind him was a nearly two-meter-tall black bodyguard, with an extremely abundant chest hair, looking from a distance like an African gorilla.
Seeing this, Wang Hao couldn't help but frown. This guy was really like a fly, finding this place so quickly.
Chen Xuan pushed his diamond-studded British nobleman glasses and in his narrow squinting eyes shimmered a vulture-like fury, wishing he could burn Wang Hao to ashes.
He had meticulously planned a romantic proposal yesterday, hoping to win the beauty's heart. But it had all been ruined by this guy.
Moreover, his little buddy had been hurt and nearly rendered childless.
Just when he was preparing to take revenge on Wang Hao, Zhu Dachang, the head of security handpicked by his father, suddenly called.
