Upon his recent failed gift delivery, Suizi had turned him down without second thoughts, leaving an impression on Chen He. But after seeing Yu Jingting's performance at the dinner table, Chen He felt that he might have overthought things.
After all, could two young men in their twenties truly anticipate everything?
Earlier, the refusal to accept gifts could have been due to Chen Lijun's prior instructions.
Yu Jingting's current demeanor seemed more befitting of his age.
"I have to say this, and I hope, Suizi, you won't take offense. The thing us men value most when we are out there, is, in two words, face. Just as a tree clings to its last breath, a man fights for his dignity. Based on your family's position, Jingting, if he doesn't prove his worth outside, it's easy for others to make fun of him, call him—a—?"
"A freeloader?" Yu Jingting smoothly completed his sentence.
Suizi tightened her grip on her chopsticks in her hand, a cold light flickering in her eyes.
