"Sitting down and talking it over isn't impossible, but you'd have to ask her first."
Shi Yu looked at Shen Cheng with such an ambiguous and blatant gaze.
Pan Yang heard this, looked at Shen Cheng, and laughed, "I didn't expect my wife's classmate to be Mr. Shi's companion; it's like a flood washed into the Dragon King's temple, a family not recognizing family. If I don't get some face here, it would be unreasonable."
Right now, Shen Cheng had only one impulse, which was to retort to Pan Yang: Damn, you're the companion!
Shi Yu slightly raised the corners of his lips, squinted those eyes that could draw someone in, and emphasized, "Wrong, I'm her male companion."
Immediately, the whole room was in an uproar—
The powerful figure who could make Du City tremble just by moving a finger actually lowered his status to be someone else's male companion.
Who would dare believe it if spoken of?
Even Xia An'an, seeing it with her own eyes, felt it was unreal.