Qi Meishao hurriedly said, "Your team must have gotten it wrong. We clearly agreed on ten tonight, to have dinner here and discuss business."
Huo Wenting got up, found the high heels that had been taken off and tossed aside, slipped them on, and said with grief and indignation, "Lu Chengwen! I won't let you get away with this!"
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding, it really is..."
Huo Wenting was crying so hard that she grabbed the shorts in Lu Chengwen's hand. "Give them back!"
Lu Chengwen had a brain lapse too and clutched them tightly without letting go. "No, Wenting, listen to my explanation..."
Huo Wenting tugged hard. "What did you call me!?"
"Old Eighteen, listen to your husband..."
"Lu! Cheng! Wen!" Huo Wenting was crying uncontrollably. "You're an animal!"
Lu Chengwen froze. "I don't object to that, but I really don't have any animalistic intentions toward you..."
"You're absolutely disgusting!"
Lu Chengwen smiled. "No, listen to my explanation. The White Haired Girl was a modern opera from my world. Huang Shiren, the character, might have been a cold-blooded landlord who exploited working people, but he really loved Xi'er..."
Huo Wenting cried out, "Let go!"
Lu Chengwen was practically crying too. "Ma'am, I can let go, but could you please not go around telling people about this? I can't afford to lose that kind of face!"
Huo Wenting was stunned. "And I can afford to lose face!?"
At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Gang shouted from the entrance, "CEO Lu, can we come in?"
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said, "No!"
The four bodyguards rushed inside before Zhao Gang could stop them.
Lu Chengwen hurriedly said to Qi Meishao and Luo Shiyin, "Disappear!"
Qi Meishao and Luo Shiyin, two girls dressed in sexy cosplay outfits,