"You! You—you!"
Mr. Tao had likely never imagined in his entire life that he would one day have a cake slammed into his face. Though his eyes and mouth were obscured by whipped cream, his body trembled uncontrollably, betraying his explosive rage.
President Yu, terrified that Mr. Tao might vent his anger on him, gestured frantically for his subordinates to find a handkerchief while pointing a glare of pure venom at Liulan.
Chapter 129