As soon as these words were out, they immediately drew the attention of all the men at the table.
The man who spoke first was even more dissatisfied, "How do you know they aren't specifically in that kind of profession? The dance was so good, and they performed on purpose in such a setting. Isn't that just fishing for a wealthy husband?"
As he spoke, he belched from the alcohol.
Disgust flickered across Qi Jincheng's eyes. Seeing that something was amiss, Gu Mingze quickly came forward to smooth things over, scolding, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes, don't talk nonsense here."
These people really had the gall to tease Su Yin like that.
Aren't they afraid of angering Qi Jincheng and bearing his wrath?
The hand Qi Jincheng had under the table slowly clenched, a sharp look flashing in his eyes.
Was this the result Su Yin wanted? To be treated like an object by a bunch of drunk men, labeled and judged at will?
