Chapter 122 - I’ve Already Given You A Lot Of Faces. If You Don’t Want Your Own Face, Then Don’t Blame Me For Not Giving You One (1/2)

Liang Zixuan sat there without moving and said indifferently, ”If there's anything you want to say, just say it. I can't get out.”

”Why can't you go out?” Wei Guowei raised his head and puffed out his chest, putting his father's dignity. ”Let them give you a little space and walk out.”

Liang Zixuan looked at him mockingly, as if she didn't know what he wanted.

Since Wei Guowei didn't say anything, she couldn't be bothered with him either. She turned around and pretended he didn't exist.

Seeing that Liang Zixuan really didn't want to come out, Wei Guowei immediately flew into a rage. ”Liang Zixuan, come out. You're not fit to sit in that seat. Let Xiaoqing sit there!”

Not to mention Liang Zixuan, even Qin Yu, Su Zhengxiang, and the people in the front and back rows felt that he was making trouble for no reason.

What did he mean by Liang Zixuan wasn't fit to sit there?

Who was Wei Xiaoqing?

In the entertainment circle, she was like a rat in a sewer.

Han Yuanjun took out his cell phone and called the person in charge. ”Someone's causing trouble. Come over here and take care of it.”

When the person in charge heard Han Yuanjun say that, he became extremely nervous. After hanging up the phone, he ran towards them in a flustered manner.

Liang Zixuan sat there without moving, ignoring Wei Guowei.

Wei Guowei said stubbornly, ”I'm talking to you, do you hear me? I told you to come out and let Xiaoqing sit there!”

Liang Zixuan's lips curved with a cold smile. ”Why must I?”

She turned around, stared into Wei Guowei's eyes, and asked word for word, ”Haven't I let Wei Xiaoqing get enough? Wei Guowei, how long do you want me to let you go? To the point where I wouldn't be able to lift my head up for the rest of my life?”

”You bastard!” Wei Guowei was angry. ”She's your sister, what's wrong with you letting her use you? Since I raised you to this age, you should have listened to me! No matter what I say, you have to do it! Get out of here now!”

Han Yuanjun suddenly stood up and looked at Wei Guowei. His gaze was so cold that made people trembled in fear.

”Y...Young Master Han, it's nice to meet you. I didn't expect to see you here.”

Han Yuanjun asked expressionlessly, ”Who are you telling to scram?”

”Huh?” Wei Guowei subconsciously glanced at Liang Zixuan, then turned his gaze back to Han Yuanjun and said embarrassedly, ”I'm talking to my daughter, don't misunderstand.”

Han Yuanjun put his hand in his pocket, arrogance written all over his face. ”Wei Guowei, for Liang Zixuan's sake, I'm sending you an invitation to a film festival. Is this how you repay her?”

”What?” Wei Guowei opened his eyes in surprise and asked in disbelief, ”Did Young Master Han ask them to send me an invitation?”

Han Yuanjun sneered. ”Otherwise? Do you think that the disgraced Wei Xiaoqing can be invited? I've already given you a lot of faces. If you don't want your own face, then don't blame me for not giving you one!”

Wei Guowei's face turned red at first but soon turned pale. His palms were covered in a cold sweat. If Han Yuanjun didn't give him a face, they wouldn't be able to get in, even the company would be in trouble.

By this time, the person in charge had already arrived and apologized to Han Yuanjun. He then said to Wei Guowei with a frown, ”The award ceremony will begin soon. Mr. Wei, Wei Xiaoqing, please return to your seat. If you are still standing here and causing trouble, don't blame me for asking the security guard to come in and kick you out.”

Although the venue wasn't so quiet at the moment, no one said anything. Countless pairs of eyes were staring at Wei Guowei and Wei Xiaoqing.