Qian Yinshang’s face was filled with bewilderment, her previously confident expression instantly clouded by confusion.
Her Chinese proficiency was just enough for basic communication, so she didn’t fully grasp the vulgar and insulting words in Lin Ran’s remarks.
However, she clearly understood when Lin Ran called her ugly—a massive blow to someone who had always prided herself on her looks.
“How dare you call me ugly? This face of mine won the Medical Beauty Angel award in South Korea…”
“Huh? Now even knife-shaped faces can win beauty pageants? How the standards have fallen. And let me correct you—you’re not ‘Great Korea’…”
“Your country’s ‘sticks’ aren’t great at all. They’re just this tiny.” Lin Ran made a pinching gesture.
It was a gesture any Korean would recognize, and Qian Yinshang nearly fainted from rage.
Especially since Lin Ran had mocked her face—a masterpiece sculpted by renowned plastic surgeons, every contour meticulously crafted with money.
Paired with expensive skincare products, her skin remained taut and smooth, as if by magic.
Sure, she was a bit older, but she believed she had aged gracefully. How could anyone call her ugly?
And on top of that, Lin Ran had insulted all Koreans.
“Fine, fine. If I don’t ruin you, my name isn’t Qian Yinshang.”
Lin Ran: ???
“Oh right, you’re Qian Yinshang. Not just ugly, but old too. And yet you still think you’re a ‘thousand-tone goddess’? You Koreans are something else. The only beautiful thing about you is your delusions.”
Lin Ran showed no restraint, his voice echoing through the hall like a judgment bell.
His eyes brimmed with disgust, as if he were staring at something revolting.
Everyone’s jaws dropped in shock, their expressions frozen in disbelief.
The Luo Corporation executives accompanying them were especially impressed—Lin Ran’s verbal assault was brutal.
One executive finally mustered the courage to speak. “Ms. Qian, perhaps you should go to dinner now. No need to waste time here.”
His voice was strained, his eyes filled with concern. He wanted to defuse the situation before it escalated further.
Qian Yinshang was already fuming, and his suggestion only enraged her more. She glared at him viciously.
“You’re telling me to go eat? Can’t you see I’m about to explode? Is this how Luo Corporation treats its guests?”
“You—get this man sent to my hotel right now, or I’ll cancel all cooperation with Luo Corporation.”
Her voice was sharp with fury, each word dripping with venom.
She refused to let Lin Ran off easily and intended to use the partnership as leverage to force Luo Corporation to side with her.
The two executives exchanged glances, their expressions turning icy as they looked at Qian Yinshang like she was already dead.
Internally, they scoffed: Even if your husband and every executive from Samsung were here, none of you could touch this man.
Cancel the deal? Dream on.
You have no idea who you’re dealing with.
Just then, a cold, cutting voice sliced through the tension—crisp and merciless, like a winter wind piercing straight to the bone.
“Fine. Then consider Samsung’s cooperation terminated. From now on, we’ll systematically dismantle Samsung’s operations. At the very least, you won’t survive in China.”
It was Luo Yao. Every word carried unshakable authority.
Qian Yinshang’s eyes widened in shock and confusion.
“CEO Luo… what did you just say?” Her voice trembled as the gravity of the situation dawned on her.
She had only wanted to pressure Luo Corporation into handing over Lin Ran—not actually cancel the deal.
Luo Yao strode toward her, each step deliberate and heavy, as if crushing Qian Yinshang’s heart underfoot.
Lin Ran recognized that sound—Luo Yao’s angry footsteps. Whenever they echoed, someone was about to pay dearly.
Sure enough, a sharp smack rang out as Luo Yao’s palm struck Qian Yinshang’s face.
Qian Yinshang staggered, her cheek burning with a bright red handprint. The pain left her mind blank.
“CEO Luo… why did you hit me?” She clutched her face, eyes brimming with indignation and hurt.
Luo Yao suddenly turned, her gaze softening instantly as she looked at Lin Ran with tender affection—like a docile kitten.
“A’Ran, should I just get rid of this woman now?” Her voice was sweet and gentle, a stark contrast to the icy tone she’d used moments ago.
Lin Ran smiled and ruffled her hair, his eyes full of adoration.
He loved this side of Luo Yao—the ruthless protectiveness that melted his heart.
Now, he didn’t feel the slightest urge to escape. In fact, he wanted her to go even wilder, to chase away anyone who dared approach him.
Seeing their interaction, Qian Yinshang finally understood. Panic flashed in her eyes.
“CEO Luo… I’m sorry! I didn’t know he was your man! Please don’t cancel the deal. It won’t benefit you either! Samsung may not match Luo Corporation, but we won’t take this lying down. If you attack our industries, we’ll retaliate.”
Though her words mixed apology with threat, her tone was pleading.
She knew if this deal fell through, her rivals back in Korea would seize the opportunity to destroy her. She couldn’t even imagine the consequences.
Worse, her son wasn’t the primary heir—his older half-brother was. That’s why she’d been desperate to secure this deal and gain some leverage.
“Retaliate? What can you possibly do? Where?”
Qian Yinshang froze.
She had no answer. Luo Corporation had no major holdings in Korea. Samsung ruled there—but nowhere else.
In a last-ditch effort, she tried another reckless move.
“CEO Luo, I’ve already apologized! What more do you want? If you like men, I’ll gift you even handsomer, stronger ones—even Korean celebrities! They’re like obedient slaves…”
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