"Mucen, you..."
"Hold this for me!"
The man, whose eyes had finally turned thoroughly ghostlike in terror, shoved the broken goblet with a few traces of crimson on it onto the other man's body and stepped forward.
"Mr. President, don't you think this is rather inconsiderate of our respective positions?"
"What?"
The man's distinctively clear and deep voice spread through the air, and the entire banquet fell silent all at once.
Including the couple who had been putting on a necklace in a highly intimate manner, when they heard this, they turned their heads and immediately, all their actions froze.
Oh my God!
How could she forget that he was also there?
Without thinking, she pushed the man who was still very close to her.
The club president also came down, and seeing the president of the Ou Group, recommended by the emissary La Shiwen, coming out of the crowd, his complexion changed slightly, "Why would Mr. Ou say that?"
