He never imagined that one day he, Zhang Hu, would be splashed with champagne in front of so many servants, and splashed all over his face and body. It's champagne that's being splashed, but what's really being splashed is his face; it's a slap to his dignity.
He's someone who loves money and values dignity and face. But today, both are repeatedly being challenged, and his mood instantly turned sour.
Although he laughed loudly, he had a sinister look on his face as he glared at Shu Ya, as if he was plotting against her. In fact, with so many security guards from his company here, and Shu Ya having sprayed champagne on his face, she naturally couldn't just leave, and leaving wouldn't be easy.
However, Shu Ya remained calm, as if she had just splashed a face with champagne and it was no big deal.
"Block the door for me!" Zhang Hu ordered angrily.
