The overhead light was so bright that the faces of a few people in the room turned pale.
It wasn’t until this time that everyone reacted and stood up one after another, looking at each other speechlessly.
Jiang Ziyue was still stunned and was dragged up by Yue Chen.
She staggered and put her hands on the table.
Her face turned as white as a sheet, and her lips slowly lost their color.
Outside the room, it was extraordinarily noisy with the sounds of voices and commotions, and the smell of food and wine lingered extravagantly, which makes the already silent atmosphere in the room more suffocating.
For a long time, no one spoke and not even the sound of tiny movement could be heard.
Lin Hongji was still holding a glass of wine in his hand that couldn’t be put down nor raised up.
His mouth just opened and then closed again.
After a long time, he finally spit out two words: “President Fu…”
Fu Mingyu was originally leaning over in front of Ruan Sixian and was propping one of his hands on the table.
When he heard the words, his eyelids were raised and he looked over coldly.
Lin Hongji immediately shut his mouth.
The air pressure inside the room becomes even lower again.
Ruan Sixian, who had been silent since Fu Mingyu finished speaking, suddenly picked up her bag and stood up.
She lowered her head and pushed Fu Mingyu’s hand away before walking towards the door.
As they passed the table by the door, the people who had just discussed her stepped back for fear of getting in her way.
But Ruan Sixian walked to the door, suddenly turned around and whispered: “Captain Lin, that… I have never thought that I would make your birthday turn into this today.
I am sorry.”
Lin Hongji is about to cry. Don’t cue me anymore.
It really has nothing to do with me.
When Ruan Sixian crossed the door and walked out, everyone’s gazes didn’t come back even after a long time.
Why did Ruan Sixian’s arrogance suddenly dropped Even her voice turned very small and if they had just seen it correctly, her ears also turned red
Is this pretending to be weak in front of President Fu
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Fu Mingyu didn’t go out immediately to go after her.
The hand that was pushed away by Ruan Sixian hung at the edge of his trousers.
He turned his wrist and looked up at the table.
It was difficult to distinguish the emotions in his eyes.
“Have you seen it now”
No one understood what he meant by this sentence.
They just felt that a string in her mind had been caught and it pulled their cheeks stiff.
Then immediately afterwards, when Fu Mingyu said his next sentence, the string suddenly broke.
“Is this how you all make it more difficult for me”
——Although it sounds so helpless, it is more of a plain warning.
When Ruan Sixian was present just now, there was still a bit of gentleness in his tone.
But when he said this sentence, his tone and expression were unusually calm, so calm that there was no temperature at all, like the deep sea before the storm, with dark huge waves hidden behind him.
Fu Mingyu only dropped this sentence and turned to go out.
Lin Hongji wanted to chase out and say something to remedy it a little bit, but first, he couldn’t move his legs and second, he didn’t know what to say.
The room fell into a dead silence again.
What broke this situation was a sentence from the table at the very end.
——”Ruan Sixian’s temper is really big.”
Everyone looked at Ni Tong as if they were waking up from a dream.
Ni Tong was still in a stunned state, with a blank look in her eyes.
“What the hell is this It turned out that it was President Fu who was chasing her”
She felt like a fool that she once told Ruan Sixian about how to chase a man.
When she said it out, someone naturally continued it.
“Damn… I thought it was the relationship of a woman paying for keeping a man with benefits.
It turned out to be like this.
What a mess now…”
“What to do now Did she hear what we said just now”
“F*ck, I still want to be promoted to Purser this year.
F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!”
“Who on earth was the first to blindly spread it! Did not figure out the matter clearly yet already spread it all over the place.
Now it’s all good, let’s get buried together.”
Amidst the crowd’s quarrel, Jiang Ziyue tightly pressed her lips.
Her nails fell into the palm of her hand, and her breath was like being spilled out little by little.
Yue Chen suddenly grabbed the wine glass in front of him and threw it on the ground.
With the banging sound, the room turned quiet again.