When Qi Yunqian and Fu Yanhe arrived at the second-floor lounge with extreme speed, the corridor was in an uproar.
The snap of media cameras, screams from Fu Yu, rebukes from Mrs. Qi, and the sighs of curious guests.
It gave Qi Yunqian a throbbing pain at his temples. He furrowed his brows and bellowed angrily, "Enough!"
The noise in the corridor instantly quieted down and everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice. Upon seeing Qi Yunqian and Fu Yanhe, the media holding cameras looked somewhat afraid.
They knew that Haicheng was under the rule of the Qi and Fu corporations.
But the scandals of these two families were too attractive to them.
"Who allowed you to come here?" Qi Yunqian asked, his face ashen as he eyed the media coldly, his voice icy and compelling. Fu Yanhe, standing beside him, said nothing, but the oppressive aura emanating from him made everyone on the scene feel a chill.
