Hearing Shi Beixi's words, a vein on Si Mo's forehead subtly throbbed as he slowly lifted his head.
Shi Beixi only felt an incredibly icy and intimidating gaze sweeping over him, making his whole body shiver.
Upon careful inspection, however, it seemed as if nothing was there.
"No need, you guys carry on." Xia Yiwan hurriedly declined.
Too many people could lead to unnecessary chatter, and she didn't want any misunderstandings about her relationship with Shi Beixi.
Seeing this, Long Yawu chuckled softly, walked over to her in her high heels, and grabbed her arm.
"Wanwan, if President Si approves, how can you not join in?"
"I…"
"Come on, if you lose, Beixi will drink for you. There's nothing to be afraid of." Long Yawu firmly pulled her towards the group.
"Yiwan, sit here." Shi Beixi patted the space beside him.
A chilling wave spread around, causing everyone to shiver involuntarily.
