It was Duan Yu. He stormed over angrily, grabbed Wen Ran's wrist, shot a glance at me up and down, and sneered.
"I really didn't expect President Chu to be so sentimental. How about this, give me five hundred thousand, and I'll let you have fun with Wen Ran for a month. Five hundred thousand a month—she's your white moonlight, isn't she? Quite a bargain, right?"
"As the esteemed head of Y&S Group, can't you even spare five hundred thousand?"
"Pfft..."
I couldn't help but laugh at him.
"What are you laughing at?"
I shook my head: "I'm laughing at your naivety. If she can cheat on you, she can naturally cheat on others. Such worthless goods, only you would still treat as a treasure."
Wen Ran's face turned ashen.
"You damn—"
Duan Yu's eyes widened as he threw a punch at me.
He's slender; how can he compare to me? I grabbed his wrist and easily flung him away. Duan Yu staggered back a few steps, his face flushed with unwillingness.