Meanwhile, in another private room.
A man in a white suit sat there with gloating pleasure, looking at the Shen Congwen opposite him, whose face was fouler than excrement, and said, "Brother, I heard you were humiliated by that woman Tang Xin today?"
Shen Congwen glanced at him, silently picked up his glass and gulped down the wine.
"You really are something else, stirring up trouble with that Little Chili for no reason. Now it's our Shen Family that's losing face. I heard you even lost 10% of our Shen Family's shares to her, tsk tsk tsk. If dad finds out about this, you're definitely in big trouble."
Shen Conghai's words were loaded with apparent concern for Shen Congwen, but clearly, Shen Congwen read a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes, gritting his teeth he said, "If it wasn't for you gambling away our face against her and losing, would I have bothered to provoke her?"
It was obvious he was trying to shift the blame onto him.
