Zheng Liangzhu's face changed instantly.
He looked at the phone in Wen Jin's hand, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes, as if he hadn't expected Wen Jin to investigate his daughter.
"If Mr. Zheng wishes for Zheng Shirui's scandal to spread everywhere, then feel free to fabricate rumors."
Wen Jin said this and left his seat to go.
"President Wen..."
Zheng Liangzhu gritted his teeth and called out, but Wen Jin didn't look back and walked out of the private room with big strides.
"Wen Jin."
As he watched Wen Jin's figure disappear at the private room door, Zheng Liangzhu's face instantly turned grim. He had originally intended to threaten Wen Jin, hoping he would compromise privately.
Unexpectedly, he ended up getting threatened instead.
Zheng Liangzhu, of course, knew his own daughter. She wasn't a goody two-shoes, and there were some things unknown to the public, although they were all kept secret, but there's no wall that doesn't let air through.
