Covered in cream and foam, Chen Yu sat back down.
"Your idea?" Chen Yu asked, turning to Brian beside him as he wiped himself with a towel.
Brian quickly shook his head. "No way. I just told them to get a cake. Who knew it would turn out like this? This must be Jes's idea."
Chen Yu shot him a glare. 'Yeah, right. As if I'd believe you.'
"By the way, after this season ends, I'm planning to go back to Chicago. So I won't be able to sign a contract for next season," Chen Yu said.
"What!"
Brian's face went pale with fright. He said hurriedly, "Chen, don't scare me like that. That's not a funny joke."
"That's right, it must be a joke. Chen, don't ever make a joke like that again. You know my heart isn't strong," Brian said, clutching his chest.
Chen Yu gave him a sidelong glance, not bothering to respond.
Because Wang Zhizhi was playing, this game was getting a lot of attention in China.
The sports channel was also broadcasting it.
