"Mr. Zhou, I've found out that the man who had dinner with your wife is Luo Wentao, the chief designer at Langxing."
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Mingchen stood up.
"What... what are you going to do..." Xia Lu involuntarily stepped back. She was good at making threats, but definitely not a match for a man in a physical confrontation. If it came to blows, she would surely be at a disadvantage.
"What am I going to do, what can I do." Zhou Mingchen shook his head, "Just now, you were so arrogant, as if I were the one who had done something wrong. Now, why are you scared? Is your courage just that little?"
Xia Lu straightened her neck, "Who said I'm scared..." Although she said so, her tone did weaken somewhat. Zhou Mingchen had hit the nail on the head. Her courage was just that tiny bit, barely enough to hurl a few harsh words. Nothing more than that.
Zhou Mingchen walked up to her, hands in his pockets, still towering over her, but now with a smile on his face.