Her answer was straightforward.
Her brain didn't really do much thinking.
It was simply because Xiao Hua kept nagging in her ear,
"Host, you don't want this, you don't want this, you really don't!!"
So, Su Yan blurted out.
The moment she spoke, she saw the sharp corners of Jiang Ran's lips curl into a smile, making him seem all the more nonchalant.
"As you say."
There was a hint of amusement in his voice, and a flash of brightness in his eyes.
His gaze slowly swept over the onlookers, carrying a trace of coldness in his eyes.
As this gaze swept over them, the crowd that was enjoying the drama all shut their mouths in unison, either lowering their heads to drink or quickly changing the topic with an arm around each other's shoulders.
The earlier enthusiasm and excitement had vanished completely.
Suddenly, the private room became quiet.
Yao Yufei sat there, her back stiff, her flushed face now pale as death, her brows and eyes filled with embarrassment.
