Sheng Yize was rendered speechless. He checked the tie and saw that it was from a luxury brand.
It was indeed an expensive tie.
"Which is more important… fried chicken or me…" A certain scheming guy finally asked this humiliating question.
An Xiaxia looked tormented by the question, which only made Sheng Yize despair even more.
He had thought he meant something to this woman. As it turned out, he didn't!
"I think you're more important…" After all, Sheng Yize could buy her fried chicken, but she couldn't make a Sheng Yize out of fried chicken!
An Xiaxia almost wanted to praise herself for her wit.
Sheng Yize's face lit up a little. Well, that was a good answer. He was better than fried chicken and that was worth celebrating.
Wait a minute? Why are you celebrating that? Are you seriously comparing yourself with fried chicken, Mr. Idol?!
