With Sun Zhe's words, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.
The large private room was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
The smile on Sun Zhe's face gradually stiffened, as he glanced at the women of the "dance troupe" staring at him with strange looks, he suddenly regretted speaking impulsively.
This is ridiculously absurd!
It's purely courting death!
"Um... haha, well, I was joking just now, um, a joke."
Sun Zhe smiled awkwardly, sat obediently and buried himself in his food, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Bang!"
Unexpectedly, Li Zhishan suddenly slapped the table, full of momentum: "Alright, bring it on, I've long been fed up with you!"
"Who's going to deal with this jerk tonight? Raise your hand to sign up!"
After saying that, she was the first to raise her hand, looking quite fired up.
The air became quiet again.
Three seconds later, Bai Ran also raised her hand, "Count me in, I'm fed up with him too."
