Liu Zhengyuan frowned: "What are you talking about? Didn't you smile at me last time?"

"Are you kidding? Why am I laughing at you?"

Su Xia was speechless: "You broke into my lounge despite my assistant's obstruction and said something nonsense. If you don't leave, I will post it on Weibo."

Her red lips opened and closed coldly: "Get out!"

Liu Zhengyuan was anxious. He took a big step forward and said, "Su Xia, how could you do this! I came here just to comfort you, and you treat me like this?"

"Do I need your comfort?" Su Xia raised her eyes and sneered, "I don't even know you, okay?"

"..."

Xue Ming'an and Xiaoyi stood in front of Su Xia vigilantly, fearing that he would make any other move.

At this moment, a familiar cold voice suddenly sounded at the door of the lounge. Lu Jingyao opened his thin lips and looked at the people in the room: "What happened?"

The moment she saw him, Su Xia's tense heart finally relaxed.

As if she had found a backer, Su Xia stood up aggrievedly, pointed at Liu Zhengyuan and pouted: "It was him, he barged in and insisted on saying something to me, and even asked my agent and assistant to leave. He refused to leave even when I told him to, and stayed here like it was all my fault."

She said, "The point is that I don't even know him."

Lu Jingyao walked over with a cold and oppressive look, a hint of hostility suppressed in his brow, his sinister eyes fell carelessly on Liu Zhengyuan, and the cold breath spread in the air.

Liu Zhengyuan's hands trembled and he swallowed in fear.

He stiffened his neck and said, refusing to admit it: "You clearly know me..."

Lu Jingyao frowned, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes. He went up and grabbed his wrist, then pulled it back with his backhand. Liu Zhengyuan immediately wailed.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

But the force showed no sign of slackening, instead it grew stronger.

His face turned red with pain: "I'm leaving right now! Is that okay? Let me go!"

The force that was pinching his wrist suddenly loosened. Liu Zhengyuan rubbed his arm vigorously. When he looked up again, he looked at Lu Jingyao with eyes full of fear.

The man spat out a word coldly from between his lips.

"roll."

Liu Zhengyuan gritted his teeth unwillingly, stood where he was, and his eyes drifted towards Su Xia again.

Xue Mingan raised his leg as if to kick him, and said fiercely: "What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I will cut off your arm!"

"..."

Liu Zhengyuan turned his head, took a few steps, and snorted unwillingly.

Xue Ming'an made a "tsk" sound and walked out immediately.

Looking at the back, he seems quite anxious.

Xiaoyi felt a little guilty.

"I wish I had looked more carefully before opening the door."

"It's okay." Su Xia comforted her, "No one knows that he seems to be sick, so don't blame yourself so much."

She raised her little face: "Brother Jingyao, why haven't you left yet?"

Lu Jingyao came over and rubbed her head naturally, the fierceness in his eyes turned into a faint softness: "I heard that you haven't left yet."

He looked at Xue Mingan: "What did the organizer say?"

"They said they'll give us the results tomorrow night at the latest," Xue Ming'an said. "Anyway, our company's CEO has already personally contacted the organizer. If we don't get to the bottom of this, there's really no end in sight."

He paused and said: "But, Xia Xia, what's going on with this Liu Zhengyuan?"