Feeling the scrutinizing gazes of Yang Xuewei and Liu Zhiling, Chen Yang's body felt a wave of agitation, itching to act.
Both women were somewhat drunk now, and Chen Yang believed that with just a little trick, he could certainly take them down, even to play together.
However, since his retirement, he knew that he was no longer dealing with courtesans, and he must be responsible for women, so unless the other party was sober, he resolutely refused to make a move.
Although this was somewhat torturous, it was his principle in life.
"Chen Yang, you... how could you say such a thing, I've always thought of you as a gentleman, yet you want us to eat your..."
Yang Xuewei stood up, leaning on the chair, biting her lip, and looking at Chen Yang with an angry face.
Liu Zhiling, who was slightly better off and not too drunk, glared at Chen Yang and said, "Chen Yang, you really are sleazy, such a disappointment."
Their accusations left Chen Yang speechless.
