Seeing Yang Xiaoxiu remaining silent, even though everyone else had already responded, she still acted as if she hadn't heard anything, concentrating on her food.
Zhang Fuqiang's brow slightly furrowed, his gaze growing cold.
Before he could speak, the underling sitting on the other side immediately understood and, with his oily slick back hair, moved, catching the light:
"Teacher Xiao Xiu, Brother Qiang just mentioned that it's his birthday tonight, and he's having a party, inviting everyone to come. Everyone's agreed, so, did you not hear, or are you pretending not to hear?"
"Exactly!"
Another underling chimed in immediately, "Teacher Xiao Xiu, are you now such a big star that you look down on Brother Qiang's birthday party, or what?
Brother Qiang has gone to great lengths to invite you to dinner and then to his birthday party tonight, but you aren't even acknowledging him. Isn't that a bit too inappropriate?"
