Just as everyone's gaze shifted towards Ye Shu, thinking she would be embarrassed,
Ye Shu simply smiled faintly, "Mr. Sheng, your popularity is really something. No sooner had your androphobia improved than a horde of female fans couldn't wait to come and ask for a hug. Look..." Her beautiful hand pointed subtly...
Following the direction of Ye Shu's hand, indeed, not far away, a large group of women was swarming towards Sheng Shaochen.
Tall and short, plump and slim, they were all there.
Each one waved a small glow stick, engraved with "Sheng Shaochen" in big characters, screaming frantically.
"Brother Chen..."
"Husband Chen..."
"My husband..."
...
These women, with an unstoppable force, squeezed their way to Sheng Shaochen and reached out for a hug...
The corner of Sheng Shaochen's eye twitched, no wonder his Little Shushu had previously said, "Don't regret it."
This peculiar method of punishment was indeed unparalleled.
