Shen Yanchen didn't answer, his fingers traced the rim of the glass before bringing it to his lips.
He Ye nudged the woman beside him: "Go cheer Brother Chen up."
The woman happily smiled, walked over to Shen Yanchen in her high heels, over ten centimeters tall.
"Young Master Shen, what's bothering you?"
The woman knew Shen Yanchen's cold demeanor, so she smartly sat a bit farther away, casting an innocent glance at He Ye.
He Ye said: "Brother Chen, Brother Bei, what's up with you two? Brother Bei, you haven't been back in years, it's rare for the brothers to get together, and Brother Chen's drinking silently while Brother Bei's pretending to be quiet. Did you guys plan this beforehand?"
Fang Shaobei glanced at Shen Yanchen, then just smiled and humorously said to He Ye: "Do you want the two of us to dance?"
He Ye looked frustrated: "Ugh! You two are just wasting your looks and stature! So many pretty women, and none of them catch your eye?"
Fang Shaobei said somewhat tiredly: "Dealing with women at work is exhausting, it's rare to have some peace."
He Ye looked understanding: "You make sense, but Brother Chen doesn't deal with women at work! It's all on me, and he's still brooding when we're out!"
Fang Shaobei raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly: "Could it be that Chen is troubled by love?"
"Oh! Is it that little woman again?" Then he started to rant: "She keeps tormenting you every other day, I told you not to take her seriously. Such little girls are immature, only causing trouble. Women, just have some fun with them, why bother..."
"Bang—" The heavy glass cup slammed onto the coffee table, spilling the drink.
Everyone froze, including He Ye, who was lecturing. They all turned their gaze to Shen Yanchen.
He picked up a napkin to wipe the spilled drink from his hand, his expression indifferent yet intimidating, causing He Ye, who was just chattering non-stop, to swallow nervously, realizing he had touched a sore spot.
But he still didn't understand, aside from her pretty face, that girl had nothing special, how did she make Brother Chen fall for her? Did she put a spell on him?
He wiped his hand as he stood up, his gaze coldly fixed on He Ye, his tone threatening: "Don't let me hear those words a second time."
After saying that, he took his coat without a hint of drunkenness and walked out.
He Ye pouted, completely puzzled: "I just don't get it, is love really that powerful?"
Fang Shaobei smiled, grabbed his things and followed: "It just means you haven't met someone you like yet. One day, you'll be just like him. I'll follow and see, if he drives drunk and gets into an accident, at least I can get him to the hospital right away."
He Ye wasn't in the mood to play anymore, picked up his car keys and stood up, saying: "Brother Chen holds his liquor well!"
"Ye, aren't you staying with us tonight?" The woman tried to charm him when she saw he was leaving.
He Ye frowned and pushed her away: "Get lost!"
Since He Ye had been drinking, he caught a ride with Fang Shaobei, following Shen Yanchen's car.
"To be honest, I'm worried about Little Lao now. Brother Chen is pissed off, if he crashes Little Lao, it will be bad."
Fang Shaobei glanced sideways at him: "It's hard to imagine how your mouth has kept you beside Chen for so many years."
"Hehe, you don't understand, Brother Chen truly loves me!"
They drove to Yujing International, followed Shen Yanchen into the garage, and watched him head towards the elevator. He Ye added suddenly: "That girl seems to be living with him."
Fang Shaobei's expression changed slightly, eyebrows raised casually. He didn't show much surprise on his face, but felt a tinge of bitterness in his heart.
He Ye muttered: "I really don't get what's so good about a girl who hasn't even fully developed."
Watching Shen Yanchen arrive safely, Fang Shaobei turned the car around and left the garage. After a few seconds, he said: "That girl is quite good."