The man's face changed, and he quickly said, "You're so rich, why should I pay?"
Ye Chen replied indifferently, "We don't have any compassion, so of course we shouldn't be the ones paying."
The man was speechless.
He couldn't believe Ye Chen straight up said he had no compassion.
Ye Chen continued seriously, "That's right, I'm a bad guy. Haven't you noticed I almost forced someone to death? You're right to scold me, how can a guy like me have compassion?"
At this point, the middle-aged man was completely speechless.
Ye Chen smiled and asked the man, "Are you paying with card or cash?"
This time, the man was completely flustered.
This scenario isn't what he imagined.
Seeing Ye Chen extending his hand, the man took two steps back.
"I..."
He waved his hands, wishing he could blend into the crowd.
"This has nothing to do with me."
Ye Chen turned his gaze to the people behind him.
At this moment, those who were gesturing and commenting didn't dare say a word.
