Watching the relatively sweet girl choke on the drink, her ears slightly reddening, Li Tingze smiled faintly:
"Don't mention it, Miss Cheng. As long as everyone enjoys their meal, that's good enough."
Upon hearing that he even knew her surname, a hint of joy suddenly emerged in Feiyu's heart.
Shortly after, she spoke in a calm and slow manner:
"Of course we're happy, though it must be costly for you, Mr. Li, especially since there are not only our crew members here, but also outsiders joining us and taking advantage of your hospitality."
While speaking, her gaze drifted involuntarily in Wen Xian's direction.
But the moment these words were spoken—
The long dining table fell abruptly silent.
Everyone's eyes inevitably turned towards Wen Xian and her boyfriend.
It was clear whom she was implying.
It was just a meal after all; it really wasn't necessary.
