"What's wrong with you, Mr. Bu Lang?"
"Yeah, Mr. Bu Lang seems a little uncomfortable!"
"Why do I feel like Mr. Bu Lang looks scared?"
"What is he afraid of?"
The members of the Ge'er Family began to notice that something was off and started discussing it in confusion.
"Mr. Bu Lang, what's the matter?" Ge'er Pusi's heart stirred with a foreboding sense of unease.
Bu Lang heard this, glanced at Ge'er Pusi, then turned to look at Jiang Chen, with a pleading expression in his eyes.
"Perhaps Mr. Bu Lang feels that he's seated in the wrong position?" Jiang Chen spoke indifferently.
"Yes, yes, that's it! I sat in the wrong spot, I sat in the wrong spot!"
Upon hearing this, Bu Lang nodded hurriedly as though relieved, and quickly stood up to head toward the far end of the conference table.
Ge'er Pusi froze for a moment and called out in astonishment, "Mr. Bu Lang."
Bu Lang ignored him completely and walked on.
