"I said I have plans tonight. If Philip wants to invite someone to dinner, he can find someone else."
Shen Yuting spoke resolutely.
"Miss Shen, don't be so shameless. Young Master Philip has been polite to you because he's a gentleman, but don't push your luck. If you keep slapping Young Master Philip's face repeatedly, you'll anger him, and the consequences are unimaginable!"
The young man stared coldly at Shen Yuting and spoke directly.
"Oh? I'm curious to see what kind of consequences there would be."
A playful voice abruptly sounded from behind the young man. He turned around, only to see a young man walking over—it was Xiao Yifeng.
"Who are you? Kid, mind your own business!"
The foreign youth looked at Xiao Yifeng and shouted coldly.
When Shen Yuting saw Xiao Yifeng appear, a look of shock flashed in her eyes. Her pupils widened, and she covered her open mouth in disbelief with her hand.
"What if I insist on meddling?"
