The man known as President Ning, upon hearing Chi He's words, immediately changed his expression, terrified.
"How dare I? Seventh Young Master, I didn't mean it that way, I really didn't!"
He was not just terrified, but also hurried back to his seat, not daring to make another peep.
Those who had wanted to rush to President Ning's side to teach someone a lesson on behalf of Seventh Young Master were now, one by one, relieved.
Fortunately, they had been a step behind and hadn't taken matters into their own hands!
Only then did Xia Yinian catch her breath, looking down and the next second, exclaiming in a low cry, "Ah!"
God! With so many people watching!
No, even if no one was watching, this should not be happening!
Scared, Xia Yinian hastily tried to get up, but as she was holding a bottle of wine, she fumbled and actually rubbed against Gu Beicheng's lower abdomen for quite a while.
The man's face was taut, his muscles gradually tensing up as well.
