72 Innocent

Zhong Xin's pupils constricted as he called out guiltily, "President Lian."

When they heard Zhong Xin's voice, everyone knew that the matter had blown up. They made way for President Lian while simultaneously stealing glances at the man's ugly expression.

Lian Jing's eyes narrowed and his gaze shifted away from the disheveled woman on the ground. He cast a frosty glance at the man behind her. "Take them back."

Zhong Xin lowered his head and was about to call for someone to take the two of them away when Lian'e bit her lower lip and walked over awkwardly. "Little Jing, don't be angry. I know you invited Miss Shen to the birthday banquet out of goodwill, but she dared to behave like that in public. It would be better to get her to explain in person."