Qingyue's smile was on the verge of collapsing, his expression turning stiff and awkward.
Asking Duan Wenhu to apologize? These brainless fans are just daydreaming!
Qingyue's peripheral vision caught Duan Wenhu, and as expected, her face was as dark as if she could eat someone whole.
He was feeling trapped when he suddenly heard Duan Wenhu snap at the fans in a sharp tone: "It's just a necklace. Buy it or not, up to you. Why so much fuss? And you want me to apologize? Who do you think you are? And who am I? How big is your ego?"
Duan Wenhu thought to herself that she was the CEO of a company, and if she stooped so low as to apologize to these penniless nobodies, people in the industry would laugh their heads off at her.
She'd rather vent her anger on innocent netizens than face humiliation.
