"We can't mention this matter," Shitou shook his head at Xiao Shan Yue, his eyes narrowing slightly, well aware that it was a deliberate move by the Ai Family.
The Ai Family wanted Shitou to marry Amy and Shitou was anything but willing. Now they were leveraging Shitou's commendation to make him plead with them.
Shitou's gaze turned dangerous; he hated being pressured.
Even if the higher-ups ordered him to rescue Amy, even if it meant risking his life, Shitou had no complaints. But the intentions of the Ai Family disgusted him.
Xiao Shan Yue's eyebrows knitted together, feeling indignant on Shitou's behalf. The Ai Family's invisible pressure from above was truly uncomfortable, and now Xiao Shan Yue was thinking about how to catch the Ai Family's tail.
"Let's hold your birthday at my place," Shitou said.
Xiao Shan Yue looked at Shitou, "How can that be...?"
