Chapter 435: He Might Not Make It

"He probably knew he couldn't compete with you, so he simply gave up to avoid being too embarrassed when the time came," Meng Qiancheng couldn't think of a better reason.

Moreover, this reason was the most persuasive.

Zhou Chenyan took a sip of red wine, feeling the slightly astringent taste roll down his throat, and said with a half-smile, "No wonder you're no match for Zhou Lin."

Meng Qiancheng's face darkened slightly, and he clenched his fists.

"I heard you met Cheng Zhiwei in Sea City," Zhou Chenyan mocked his affection, "Can't even handle a woman, truly useless."

Just then, someone behind them said respectfully in a low voice, "Second Master, the people are here."

Zhou Chenyan turned around, cocked his head, and surveyed the line of women standing behind the man.

They were dressed in identical white dresses, their long black hair flowing down their backs, and no matter how one looked at them, each more or less resembled Lin Yu.