Fu Zhi glanced toward Wang Yu and raised her brows, looking menacing and imposing.
Wang Yu's eye turned red around the rims, and he felt as if he had been hit by a bolt of lightning. He turned around and pulled a bottle of perfume out of nowhere. Then, he sprayed the perfume on him and threw himself on the floor.
He covered his face with one hand and sobbed. "How could you hit me because of some rich woman?!"
Fu Zhi said, "Can you stop being so melodramatic? It won't work on me, and it will definitely not work on your relationship either."
Wang Yu was stunned and felt offended.
As he was getting up from the floor, Lu Yumo delivered a kick to his leg. "It's getting dark. I think it's time to destroy the Wang Corporation."
Wang Yu decided to go along with him. He tore his shirt open, covered his face with his hand shyly, and said, "I'll do anything if you save my fictional great-grandfather with cerebral palsy."
