Stephen took two deep breaths, calmly saying, "Whether you're disappointed or not, it's none of my business. Miss Christina, perhaps you should worry more about your father. Maybe he wouldn't want to see you doing this. Besides, bringing a commoner here for a date is quite amusing to me. Which noble lady would fancy this Fatty here?" He sneered slightly, glancing at the surrounding girls who covered their mouths and giggled while shaking their heads. "Or perhaps, Mr. Zhang has taken a liking to one of the beautiful ladies here."
"Regardless, there's only one outcome. As a commoner, this so-called Mr. Zhang should know his place. This is not a place for someone like you. And Miss Christina, I believe I don't welcome you here today!" Taking advantage of his position as the host, Stephen's sneer prompted the sycophantic nobles to laugh along with him.
