Watching her leave without a shred of mercy, Wei Chengfeng flipped the table over in anger, scattering the food all over the floor, and the loud noise also drew the attention of the waitstaff outside.
"Sir, this..."
"Get out."
As soon as the waiter caught a glimpse of that King Yan-like face, he was scared off immediately, also closing the door behind him. Who would dare provoke such a person? Let him smash if he wants, after all, from his attire and the car he drove, it was clear he was a wealthy man. As long as he could pay for the damages, it was all good.
It seemed that overturning the table was not enough, and he proceeded to smash everything that could be smashed in the private room, but even so, it could not alleviate the hatred in his heart.
Yes, he loved her, but at this moment, he hated her even more.
