Seeing this, Hou Ting and Qin Fen, who were standing nearby, also chimed in, "Young Master Su, we…"
Before they could finish, Su Chen cut them off with a raised hand.
"Talk to Sicong. This whole thing is his to handle. I don't know anything!"
After speaking, Su Chen shot a glance at Sicong. The latter, who had been reveling in his own cleverness, snapped to his senses with a jolt. 'Damn it,' he cursed himself, 'I was getting so cocky I forgot who's who.'
Having come to his senses, Sicong immediately pulled Chen Feiyu and Qin Fen aside to discuss the details. He figured discussing this in front of Su Chen would probably just bother him.
Watching the four of them sit down at the table, Su Chen's eyes narrowed on Sicong as he muttered quietly to himself.
'You crafty devil, Wang Sicong. I knew there was a reason you invited me. Said it was just for dinner, but you clearly wanted to use me as a human shield!'
