"Where did you manage to get your invitation from?" Xia Pengpeng clearly didn't believe that Hancheng could have received a formal invitation.
Hancheng took out his invitation and flipped it open for Xia Pengpeng to see.
"Whose name is this? Seat number ten in the eleventh row, we just happen to be sitting next to each other."
"Hancheng, are you crazy?!" Xia Pengpeng exclaimed indignantly. "How could you invest here?"
"If you can stay, why can't I invest here?" he retorted.
"I'm different from you."
"Of course, we're different, you are a woman, I am a man, can we be the same?" Hancheng said, propping up his long legs carelessly and leaning back in his chair without any decorum.
Xia Pengpeng was at a loss for words, blocked by his argument. She was hoping to find an opportunity to have a proper talk with Hancheng.
To hope that he would give up cooperating with Wei Lingyu and return to where he belonged.
Rather than lingering here because of her presence.
