"Fine, then I'll give Miss Mo some face," Qin Yu released his grip.
"Wen Zihua, do you still want to continue making a scene?" Mo Yuqi looked at Wen Zihua expressionlessly.
"Hmph!" Wen Zihua stormed off, no longer the major shareholder, his words held no weight compared to Mo Yuqi's.
"I apologize, everyone, for the spectacle. The charity gala will proceed as planned," Mo Yuqi said with a smile, nodding to the guests.
"Mr. Mo is too modest," the crowd dispersed with laughter, as if the previous interruption had never happened.
Seeing how complicated the situation had become, Su Ziyan felt guilty: "Honey, it's all my fault. If I hadn't insisted on attending the charity gala, none of this would've happened."
"This indeed is your fault," Qin Yu said seriously.
Su Ziyan pouted, unable to believe that Qin Yu was really blaming her!
So annoying!
Unbearably annoying!
Seeing the aggrieved look on Su Ziyan's face, Qin Yu suddenly cracked a smile.
