The host began cheerfully with a bunch of words, none of which Zhuang Shuqing heard, then passed the microphone to Lu Jinyang, who didn't take it, hands inserted in his pockets.
Caught in an embarrassing moment, Tan Biyang took the microphone from the host and said, "Thank you, everyone, for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend Jinyang's and my engagement ceremony..."
"When did I ever say I would get engaged to you?"
The man's voice was cold as ice, reverberating through the entire banquet hall.
Tan Biyang's face turned instantly pale. Forcing a smile, she said, "Jinyang, stop joking, let's go home and talk about it, okay?"
Go home?
Zhuang Shuqing blinked, growing more contemptuous of Tan Biyang's shamelessness. Couldn't she see that Lu Jinyang's expression couldn't get any darker?
Clearly, he wasn't going to go home with her.
As expected, the next second, Lu Jinyang turned and walked off the stage.
The crowd was in an uproar.