"Of course I recognize this Mr. Chen," Sun Doudou announced, a smirk playing on his lips. "At the airport, he tried to sell my grandfather fake medicine. I never imagined he'd have the gall to show up at a party like this! Let me warn all of you," he continued, his voice rising, "if this Mr. Chen tries to sell you anything later, be extremely careful. It's all fake! Take it, and you might just stop breathing!" At this, Sun Doudou burst into loud laughter, throwing a provocative glance at Chen Zheng.
Upon hearing this, many guests instinctively took a step back, the disdain in their eyes intensifying. Murmurs rippled through the crowd.
"I can't believe it. The guy is a con artist selling fake medicine!"
"How did someone like that get into such a high-end party?"
"This is so embarrassing! To think Miss Zixuan's husband is that kind of person!"
