Shan Mingxu was also pestered to the point of a headache. With no other choice, he could only agree.
Anyway, it's just a meeting. Once it's over and I don't like it, my parents can't say anything more, right?
With Shan Mingxu's words, Yin Shihua finally breathed a sigh of relief, however...
The sound of chopsticks falling on the floor followed closely after Shan Mingxu's voice.
Ming Xu turned to look at the nearby Fu Sheng... his brows slightly furrowing,
"Can't even hold chopsticks steady?"
Fu Sheng seemed a bit uneasy... she thought she could compose herself, but hearing Ming Xu agree to the arranged meeting caught her off guard.
How many pairs of eyes were on the table?
Not a single person missed the panic and loss in Fu Sheng's eyes at that moment.
Probably the only one who didn't notice was Shan Mingxu.
Yin Shihua was about to say something when the sound of a car came from outside.
"At this time, who could it be?"
Yin Shihua raised her eyebrows, looking puzzled.
