In the courtyard, a handsome and elegant man turned back slightly, a hint of surprise and amusement in his alluring brows and eyes.
"What's up? You've been acting strange since we entered," a tall and sturdy man nudged the man beside him with his elbow.
Before the man could answer, others couldn't hold back and loudly teased, "Shen Yu, stay away from our Young Chairman, or people might think you have feelings for him."
"Hahaha..." The others joined in laughing.
Shen Yu, furious, shouted, "Mister, I like men, am a man." After speaking, he raised his fist.
The most awkward thing is when the air suddenly goes silent; everyone stared at Shen Yu with terrified eyes and took steps back.
Shen Yu was dumbfounded. What stupid thing did he just say?
"Meng Fan, what did I just say?" He must have been driven crazy by anger and spoke without thinking.
When Meng Fan stepped forward, he swiftly retreated a step, cleared his throat and said, "You like men."
