Ma Hongwen, under the weight of varying gazes, was so furious he felt like vomiting blood.
That girl had always been reserved and timid; he dared to ridicule her in public precisely because he had pegged her as weak, someone who would swallow the insult silently.
Who would have thought she'd be so defiant!
Does the Huo Family's feng shui nurture such boldness?
Xiang Mingzhu asked with a flirtatious air, "Vice President Ma, she couldn't be telling the truth, could she?"
"Of course, it's all nonsense. I suppose she's just concocting lies to save face after being embarrassed. I'm not going to stoop to arguing with a young girl in her twenties. Miss Xiang, please sign here."
Xiang Mingzhu bent slightly, brushing her hair aside as she elegantly signed her name.
Li Songwen, standing next to her, kept his gaze on her for quite a while before reluctantly moving away.
