The headset in the stewardess's hand dropped to the floor, leaving her momentarily surprised.
But Sheng Jiao impatiently said, "Get away, stop bothering me. I just want to use loudspeaker, it's none of anyone's business. If you don't want to listen, just wear earplugs. Why shouldn't I use loudspeaker?"
Zhou Zimu, sitting beside her, gripped the armrest, his fingers tightening to show his embarrassment.
He unbuckled his seatbelt intending to leave, but Sheng Jiao immediately scolded him.
Staring at his retreating back, Sheng Jiao said, "Zhou Zimu, if you dare to leave, we're breaking up. Don't ever think about my dad's investment again."
Zhou Zimu hesitated.
Even though he knew Sheng Jiao was unreasonable, he did indeed need that investment for his career.
In hesitating, Sheng Jiao pulled him back to his seat with a commanding tone, saying, "Sit down!"
Zhou Zimu sat uneasily inside, his head drooping, feeling humiliated.
