Hearing his words, Han Yueyao pretended to be afraid.
She brought her hands together before her chest in a praying gesture and said to the rich guys who were watching them, "Oh, no. Guys, I'm sorry but this is our private business, and I just let it slip. Please pretend you didn't hear it. My Su Yu doesn't like people to gossip about him."
"Shut up…"
Su Yu couldn't bear it anymore. Grabbing her shoulders, he pulled her to a corner.
"Shut up and stop making stories about me. Or I'll beat you." Su Yu raised his fist to frighten her.
"Come on and beat me. If you do, I'll blackmail you so hard that I won't have to worry about money for the rest of my life. I don't have to run errands at Imperial Star anymore. Haha."
"You…" Looking at her smirk, Su Yu didn't know if he should cry or laugh.
She was certainly different from Zeng Rou. The latter had tried hard to create conflicts with him to get close to him and he didn't like this feeling.