The man was at a loss for words, but there was nothing he could do. Moreover, there were some business friends around, so to save face, the man just snorted coldly and walked towards the lobby.
Those who had been standing at the entrance watching the commotion also had to turn around and follow the man's steps.
As for the scene they just witnessed, they must have been seeing things. After all, what kind of person was Mr. Bao? He was ruthless and self-disciplined, how could he lose his composure over a woman?
In the rain curtain at the entrance of the lobby.
Bao Shaojin looked grim. His coat was already draped over An Yin's head, and raindrops were falling, their hair both damp.
