"If you've got no stake in this, why would you be here?" Chenglei just muttered it, entirely too reminded of so many gangster movies that he'd watched. He took the USB and looked at Yihao again, to make sure he was fine. He seemed fine, if a little overwhelmed by the amount that Xue Yang was ordering. Good.

He swallowed and looked at Meng Yao again, doing his best to keep his face neutral. He wasn't feeling neutral, he felt very unsure and a little scared, neither of which he wanted to admit to. Acting like he didn't care about anything was a lot easier than this. "I haven't even finished high school yet and it's not looking like I will, so what am I even supposed to do? I can't be a gangster."