Yu Jin's stomach was already churning, and suddenly being touched on her thigh made her feel even more nauseous, almost throwing up on the spot.
She put down her wine glass, covered her mouth, stood up directly, took two steps back, and turned to leave the private room. Unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out, her waist was embraced by someone.
Yu Jin turned her head and saw it was the investor who had placed his hand on her thigh earlier.
"Miss Yu is so ungracious. I just came over with a wine glass to toast you, and you're already leaving?" The greasy-faced investor smiled sleazily, terrifyingly. Yu Jin desperately tried to push him away with her hands, but her waist was tightly held, making her body weak and powerless.
