The banquet hall immediately filled with hoots and hollers.
Gu Xiaoer felt a stampede in her heart, and she closed her eyes. For the sake of my Big H God, I'm going all in!
When she opened her eyes again, Gu Xiaoer unfolded the crumpled, wrinkled letter of apology and began, "Dear husband."
She barely got out the first sentence before someone couldn't hold back their laughter.
Everyone followed the laughter and saw Wei Feng's pretty face turn bright red as he shook with laughter, unable to contain himself.
Even with her thick skin, Gu Xiaoer couldn't handle this kind of teasing, pouting and refusing to continue.
Wei Feng naturally received a glare from Mr. President and, to make up for his blunder, he started to lead the chant, "Keep going! Keep going! Keep going!"
Damn it!
Gu Xiaoer cursed out loud.
If I'm going to die, so be it!
Han Luoli, if I finish reading this and you still won't let me attend the press conference, I'll scratch you to death!
