```
Song Chen felt the murderous intent emanating from Wang Ye, his entire being trembling, as if just by Wang Ye's gaze alone, he could be sliced to pieces a thousand times over.
Originally, Yu Shaohua wanted him to come here today, and he fundamentally rejected the idea, knowing that crashing someone's celebration banquet and offending Wang Ye was a guaranteed outcome.
But Yu Shaohua was his boss, so even if he didn't want to come, he had no choice but to do so.
Lü Zhouyi had figured out what had happened from the conversation between Wang Ye and Song Chen.
He immediately stood up from his seat and slapped Song Chen across the face, cursing as he spoke, "Damn it, you want to take advantage of Miss Zhao and now you expect an apology from Wang Ye and Miss Zhao, what kind of trash is this!"
As a Fourth Grade Martial Warrior, Lü Zhouyi was stopped by no one – not even by Wang Ye – so his slap was solid, hitting Song Chen squarely in the face and making him feel dizzy.