Abel looked at him for a while and then took out his phone. In front of Mo Shichen, he dialed Wen Yi and conveyed the message verbatim, "Mr. Li Ru said if he doesn't go buy food now to take back to Miss Li Qianrui and, as you wish, doesn't answer her calls, do you still need him to accompany you."
"...Oh, then tell him to have fun outside on his own."
After hanging up the phone, Abel turned to the man whose face was somewhat obscured by the pale blue smoke and said, "Miss Wen said it's not necessary."
Mo Shichen, with a cigarette in his mouth, laughed.
"If there's nothing else, Mr. Li Ru, I'll be on my way."
Mo Shichen squinted his eyes at him, "Going to Wen Yi's place?"
"Yes."
He removed the cigarette from his lips, his eyes narrowing, and said indifferently, "I'll come with you."
Abel looked at his handsome face, now rendered less distinct by the thin smoke and a smile, "Weren't you not going?"
