Ji Wanzhou came in front of Ji Mengyao.
Ji Mengyao looked at the menacing Ji Wanzhou and couldn't help trembling in her heart, but she still put on a strong tone, "You …" What are you doing! "
As soon as she finished her sentence, Ji Wanzhou raised his right hand and slapped towards Ji Mengyao's left cheek.
"Pah!"
A crisp slap resounded loudly in the quiet meeting room.
Ji Mengyao was sent flying to the conference table by the slap, lying on the table.
Ji Wanzhou gave the security guard a glance. Two security guards pulled Ji Mengyao up from the conference table, one on the left and one on the right, and held her up.
"That slap was to teach you a lesson for your rudeness." Ji Wanzhou pinched Ji Mengyao's chin, forcing her to raise her head and meet his gaze, "Mom? You think you're worthy? "
Ji Mengyao turned around, trying to get rid of Ji Wanzhou's restraint.