Song Zhe stared at Sun Yushen for a few seconds. There was a strange smile on his face, which made Sun Yu a little flustered.
Han Yuanjie also carefully looked at the expression on Song Zhe's face. This childe from the provincial capital was obviously unhappy. Fortunately, it was Sun Yushen who said these words. Even if he offended Song Zhe, it had nothing to do with him.
Seeing Song Zhe's strange expression, the others did not dare to speak. The atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.
After a while, Song Zhe looked away and said with a faint smile on his face, "It's better to say that I'm not neutral. Miss Sun, what if I don't agree?"