"This really is..." Zhou Jingxian stared at the news in front of him, raising his hand to his forehead, "It's really disgraceful."
Within just half a day, the image of Zhou Mingchen striding out of the dinner venue holding his wife had been widely spread and had temporarily become a laughingstock.
Lu Shengming had just finished chairing a government meeting and, seeing this scene, couldn't help but become furiously angry. A well-planned formal dinner had been disrupted like this; he definitely couldn't say he wasn't mad. In fact, just seeing that photo made him so angry that smoke might as well have been coming out of his head.
