His hands were already trembling uncontrollably as he stretched them out to take the watch.

The people gathered around also stopped dancing and stood on tiptoe to watch.

Everyone is jealous.

Are you kidding? If I'm not mistaken, that pocket watch should be from a hundred years ago. Let alone a pair of shoes, it can easily be exchanged for a house!

Looking at the owner of the pocket watch again, he had a calm expression on his face, as if the pocket watch was no more important than a big unity banknote.

"Hey, who is so rich? Isn't that the young master of Boss Sun's family?"

"His father is involved in the import and export of milk powder. His family is incredibly wealthy!"

"Which little girl is so lucky to be favored by Young Master Sun?"

"...Hiss, why do I feel that little girl looks a little familiar?"

The voices of people talking were getting louder and louder, and when Sun Boyang saw that he had become the topic of discussion, the defiant look on his face became more and more obvious.

He smiled and handed the pocket watch forward again, "You're welcome, take it."

"I formally apologize to you on her behalf."

"I won't bother this comrade with this little matter."

Just as the woman was about to take the pocket watch, an indifferent and cold voice suddenly sounded.

As the cold sound of leather shoes stepped on the smooth marble floor, a few sharp-eyed people recognized the person.

A man in his thirties shouted in disbelief, his voice trembling: "Yu Sen!!!"

“He is Yu Sen!!!”