"You, were, talking, about, what?"
Shi Jichao practically asked Li Ye that question one word at a time.
The moment Li Ye seemed to mutter to himself, "Sister Zhou can have children, so whose problem was it back then?" Shi Jichao completely lost the composure he had always been most proud of.
In the past, Shi Jichao had loved using every possible method to provoke others while remaining calm and unruffled himself, making himself seem superior.
With his formidable psychological resilience, he repeatedly "reasoned people into submission." His opponents would clearly want nothing more than to skin him alive and swallow him whole, yet could only helplessly gulp down their suffocating bitterness. Shi Jichao had enjoyed that immensely.
But today, Shi Jichao tasted that bitter fruit for the first time.
Li Ye answered blandly, "Your wife just asked our Section Chief Zhou a question. Section Chief Zhou is holding a happy family occasion today and doesn't like quibbling with people, but I happen to love helping others, so I answered it for you. If you're dissatisfied with my answer, just pretend I said nothing."
Why the fuck, thank you!
Hearing Li Ye still spout nonsense so calmly, Shi Jichao nearly flew into a towering rage.
But Li Ye's words weren't illegal. Could he seize on that one sentence and teach Li Ye a vicious lesson?
Of course he could. Men didn't need to reason with each other. Just raise your fists and go at it bravely.
But Shi Jichao didn't dare.
When he came today, Shi Jichao had actually prepared himself to be beaten up by Zhou Ziqing's father. If that happened, the scene would certainly descend into chaos, and everyone would laugh at both Zhou Ziqing's father and Shi Jichao.
Shi Jichao wasn't afraid of being laughed at, but