For a while, the entire private room burst into an uproar.
Among those present, probably no one was unaware that Shi Yu was always emotionally distant. In all these years, when had he ever been involved with a woman?
Countless women tried every means to attract him, but he never really took a second glance.
Therefore, in their eyes, women seemed to be dispensable to him.
Even if there was a woman now, he certainly would not easily give away his heart.
A successful man would never cut off his own retreat for the sake of a woman.
Fall in love? Impossible!
The private room was so quiet that it seemed unusual.
Sensing this awkward atmosphere, Qin Jin threw his cigarette butt into the ashtray and then turned to Shen Cheng with a smile: "Sister-in-law, that’s some impressive courage!"
He didn’t mean anything else by this comment, just pure admiration for Shen Cheng.
Her composure and adaptability in dealing with changing situations both amazed him.
He had not yet met a woman with such ground-breaking poise.
Her demeanor was clearly coquettish, but the confidence that shone through her eyes was complete and absolute.
Shi Yu squinted his unfathomable eyes, looking at the little woman sitting on his lap, her slender hand hooked around his neck, her chin slightly lifted, her thin lips slightly parted, and a hint of a rare soft smile tinted her lips.
She was like a poppy, exuding a seductive, deadly charm that, although clearly poisonous, irresistibly drew people closer.
Shi Yu’s arms tightened around her, as if he wished to fuse her into his bones.
The warm breath sprayed on Shen Cheng’s face, and by her ear, she could smell his unique scent mixed with a crisp note of alcohol.
She glanced up at his ruggedly handsome face, which bore a faint flush.
Before she had arrived, he must have drunk quite a bit; by now, the effects of the alcohol were probably kicking in.
"Are you so sure I won’t abandon you?"
Shi Yu lowered his head, pressing his face against Shen Cheng’s ear, and exhaled a warm breath before he spoke.
His low, husky voice was rich with magnetic appeal.
His voice wasn’t loud, yet it was heard loud and clear by everyone present.
Shen Cheng curved the corners of her mouth, "Do you think you would abandon me?"
She was smiling, a smile so radiant it made it impossible for others to look away from her.
Shi Yu’s gaze deepened as he asked her, "What do you think?"
The seemingly nonchalant voice echoed like an enchanting melody, tugging at people’s hearts.
Shen Cheng continued to smile, but did not answer his question. Instead, she withdrew one hand to tidy up his slightly disheveled collar.
Just as everyone was secretly fretting for Shen Cheng, Shi Yu suddenly curled his lips into a smile, grabbed her stalled hand at his collar, and chuckled lightly: "You’re right, I could forsake anything, but I won’t forsake you."
Shen Cheng had to admit that when she heard him say those words, her heart felt warm.
The feeling was subtle; she couldn’t quite describe it, nor did she know why she felt that way.
Everyone present openly expressed their disbelief.
A man who was always lofty, scheming, domineering, assertive, and decisively autocratic was actually professing his love for his woman in front of so many people.
"Mr. Shi, can we still enjoy food, drinks, and conversation happily?" someone complained dissatisfiedly.
"Can you consider the feelings of us guys who didn’t bring a lady out?"
Qin Jin took a swig of his drink with a displeased face, "This public display of affection of yours is truly damn torturous!"