It was a bit hard to understand, but they quickly caught on.
The man who was flattering others turned pale and then flushed. Su Xuan's words were truly skillful. What does it mean to insult someone without using curse words? Su Xuan simply pointed out that Young Master Fan sang terribly, but from start to finish, he hadn't said it explicitly. Instead, he used a metaphor, calling the sycophant among the pigs.
Sure enough, when Su Xuan said it, Young Master Fan glared fiercely at the flattering young man, then moved to stand in front of Sun Qianxun, and took out a very delicate box.
"Qianxun, happy birthday! This is my gift to you!"
"Young Master Fan. How thoughtful of you!"
"Yeah, let's see what it is."
"Wow, the Heart of the Ocean!"
Sun Qianxun's girlfriends were all keen to join in the fun, and everyone knew that Young Master Fan was pursuing Sun Qianxun.
"Aren't you that migrant worker who drives a Wuling Hongguang? Qianxun, you know him?"
