Though Feng Shengyang was quite a flirt, he had never admitted to having a girlfriend before.
Feng Shengyang poured himself a glass of alcohol and stirred the cup in his hand.
In the past, he might have helped Sun Huiwen and turn it against the other party, which would make Sun Huiwen even more set on him.
However, today, he didn't want to do anything.
He suddenly hated that way of doing things.
Sun Huiwen looked at him and bit her lip, her eyes aggrieved, as though begging him to say something.
There were wild screams outside on the dance floor.
Feng Shengyang frowned. He was distraught with anxiety for no apparent reason.
He glanced at the woman and said, "Get out."
"Young Master Feng…" The woman wanted to say something but after seeing the cold manner that Feng Shengyang looked at her, she kept her mouth shut and left the booth.