"I'm not going alone, I'm going to have dinner with my girlfriend."
Moreover, she was specifically coming to pick him up.
Wen Yu nodded and politely declined, then turned and left, regardless of what kind of blow she had suffered.
The other group members also hurried over, and seeing this, they asked in confusion:
"What's going on, does this guy not want to come with us? We've never even minded that being with him might tarnish our image."
The senior's face was pale, and she blurted out a few words: "He said his girlfriend was coming to pick him up for dinner."
"No way, really?"
Upon hearing this, everyone exchanged glances, but a few seconds later, they suddenly quickened their pace and rushed after him.
Chasing after Wen Yu, they muttered, "If an older woman is supporting him, then an older woman is supporting him; don't call her a girlfriend."
The senior realized something and also hurriedly ran after them.
