Xia Tang walked out of the washroom.
The words of the two service staff were still echoing in her mind.
Huo Ze was seriously ill?
Thinking of his handsome face that had indeed lost a lot of weight, Xia Tang frowned.
After passing by a corridor, the door of one of the private rooms was opened.
The man who opened the door was wearing a white shirt, looking handsome and noble. Their eyes met and they were both stunned.
But Xia Tang reacted quickly and smiled at the man. "Third Master."
Huo Third Master nodded and walked out, closing the door. "You're here for dinner with your friends?"
Xia Tang hummed.
Huo Third Master saw that she was a little distracted and did not look too good. He asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
"There's something I want to ask Third Master."
