Before the word "sorry" was spoken, they heard the next sentence from Jing Zhen.
"I agree with you! The son-in-law of the Shen family is indeed incapable and just a pretty boy, so...," Jing Zhen's gaze suddenly shifted to the second table. "Chu Cichen, what do you have to offer to match up with our Jingjing?"
Suddenly, a pot fell from the sky onto Chu Cichen's lap, leaving him puzzled. Even Shen Yuansong, who had just found out about Jing Zhen's identity, did not expect him to suddenly shift their attention to Chu Cichen.
Shen Yuansong then stared blankly at Jing Zhen who blinked at him. He was clearly trying to help. After all, Shen Ruojing was a member of the Shen family, and Chu Cichen was also a son-in-law of the Shen family.
Shen Yuansong suddenly laughed. The panic he had just felt was completely gone.
