Chapter 119: Mrs. Fu, Aren't You Leaving Yet?

Wen Ran was still trying to figure out how to describe her emotions when President Gao spoke up, "Mr. Fu, that drink was for the lady driver, why did you take it?"

Slap—

The moment President Gao's words fell, the glass crashed to the ground as Fu Chenlie smashed it, and the harsh sound of glass meeting marble tiles echoed throughout the private room.

Wen Ran jumped in fright.

She looked at Fu Chenlie, only to feel that the temperature around him had dropped rapidly at that instant, cold enough to freeze the air.

President Gao's face changed on the spot, and all his flirtatious thoughts towards Wen Ran vanished in an instant. He looked at Fu Chenlie, stammering, "Mr. Fu, what do you mean by this?"

Fu Chenlie's lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't even deign to look directly at President Gao. He glanced at him from the corner of his eye, his voice arrogantly indifferent and chillingly dreadful, "Didn't she say she wasn't drinking? Can't you hear?"