"Director Gu isn’t a young lady, what about , President Song?"
As her statent falls, the sound above grows louder, the tone still colder and gloomier "Am I, a, young, lady?"
The room that was previously filled with laughter at President Song’s continuous references to Xia Wan’an as "Missy" suddenly quietens down and all eyes turn towards the figure standing behind Xia Wan’an.
The one laughing loudest is President Song himself. He gazes at Xia Wan’an with contempt and disdain. Even after hearing the voice, he takes a mont to survey the skin peeking out from Xia Wan’an’s collar, smirks maliciously and then shifts his gaze upwards. When he finally recognizes the man standing at the back, he freezes in terror, his eyes widen and laughter stuck in his throat place halts abruptly.
His smiling face does not fade away, it only twists and turns into a grotesque expression.
Like a fool, he stares at the individual standing behind Xia Wan’an without any response for a long ti.
The person behind Xia Wan’an doesn’t pay any attention to the paralyzed President Song. He reaches out, picks up the glass of white wine in front of Xia Wan’an, takes it to his mouth without uttering a word and gulps it all down. After he forcefully places the glass back on the table, the tone of his voice gets even colder and heavier. Conversations in the already raucous private room stop, and the place becos so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. "President Song, Is this ’ladylike’ enough for you?"
As the sound of his voice fades, the glass placed on the table slowly cracks and shatters the instant he lets it go, spilling onto the table.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of shattering glass, President Song appears like a nodding chicken, nodding his head frantically and stamring: "E...enough... Missy... enough, Han...President Han..."
Han Jingnian doesn’t say a word, he just looks at President Song with eyes so gloomy they seem to be dripping water.
President Song is frightened, his legs shake while he sits on his chair. Recognizing the ruthlessness in Han Jingnian’s eyes, he realizes he has said sothing wrong and quickly starts shaking his head: "N...no, President Han, h...how could you be a woman, I...I...I’m the lady here!"
Faced with President Song’s terrified stuttering, Han Jingnian continues to stare at him without intending to speak.
As Han Jingnian scans President Song, he shivers all over, nearly rolling off his chair. "President Han, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I’m the lady here, my whole family consists of ladies!"
"President Han, I genuinely made a mistake, I really won’t dare to repeat it, I ..."
Zhang Te, who was accompanying Han Jingnian, chid in as he realized President Song wasn’t getting the hint, "President Song, are you apologizing to the right person?"
"Oh, oh, oh..." Reminded by Zhang Te, President Song swiftly turns his gaze towards Xia Wan’an. "Miss Xia, I...I...I’m sorry, I was wrong, I failed to recognize a great person like you, hope you can forgive ..."
Before Xia Wan’an could respond, Han Jingnian swiftly turns to look at Zhang Te.
Zhang Te instantly catches Han Jingnian’s hint. He claps his hands and a waiter soon brings an oversized cup.
Zhang Te takes the cup, pours all the white wine from the table into the cup and places it in front of President Song. "President Song, an apology should co with sincerity, right?"
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