At the mention of hot pot, Qiao Nian's interest was piqued. Mumbling an "Mm-hm", she put away her mobile phone and followed him.
"I'm going to drive over." Ye Wangchuan smirked.
He walked in front to lead the way. When passing by Wen Ziyu, he didn't even give him a glance from the corner of his eye and just passed by.
Qiao Nian did the same.
She wasn't rude or showing an attitude to Wen Ziyu, she simply forgot that someone like this had struck up a conversation with herself before.
They walked past, leaving only Gu San and Wen Ziyu behind.
Compared to Ye Wangchuan, who didn't regard his 'opponent' as a human being, Gu San thought he was a bit more humane. When passing by Wen Ziyu, he stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder with a sympathetic expression. "My condolences!"
Wen Ziyu:
Just then, his cell phone rang.
He watched the direction the three people were leaving and couldn't recover for a long while, then his phone rang impatiently. He lowered his head absent-mindedly and glanced at the caller ID.
Fu Ge.
Frowning, he picked up and slowly put the phone to his ear.
"Hello? Yeah, I'm at school. Just now?"
He glanced again at the pillar that Qiao Nian had stood leaning on and recalled the gangsterish and ostentatious look on her face.
Feeling lost, he said, "I just encountered something, it's OK now. You guys eat first. Just send me the address and I'll come over right away."
With that, he hung up.
After a while, a message popped in and sent him a location tag. It was a fairly high-end restaurant near the school.
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