"Cousin, why don't we stop eating this and I'll order something else for you?"
Jiang Yisheng leaned in, reaching to take away the chopsticks in his hand.
Before touching them, a cold glare swept over.
"Go away."
Jiang Yisheng withdrew his hand sheepishly and sat back down in his chair.
He was only trying to help; was there any need for him to be so harsh?
"Madam." Wei Nan, seated directly opposite the door, saw the person who came storming in and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yisheng turned and saw Ye Jiuliang finally return, quickly standing up.
Ye Jiuliang paused in her steps, looking at the man coughing continuously, feeling that something was off but unable to put her finger on it.
She walked towards him slowly. Li Mochan grabbed the juice next to him and took a sip, soothing the spicy sourness.
Feeling the approach of a foreign presence, Li Mochan turned his gaze to the person next to him.
Their eyes met.
The atmosphere became so quiet it was eerie.
