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Less than twenty minutes later, Li Qiao and Shang Yu were sitting downstairs in the restaurant having dinner.
Warm light poured onto the dining table, and Li Qiao, with her head lowered, chewed her food in an unhurried manner.
At one point, she looked up and suddenly met Shang Yu's profound gaze.
The man wasn't eating; he simply sat sideways, holding a cigarette in his hand and taking occasional sips.
Li Qiao swallowed her food, took a sip of water from her cup, and, looking across the table, asked, "Master Yan, when did you get back?"
"Six o'clock in the afternoon," Shang Yu replied, turning his head to exhale smoke.
Li Qiao nodded in understanding and picked up her chopsticks again, but hesitated mid-movement and looked at Shang Yu with a flicker in her eyes, "So after you came back, you went straight to the lab to wait for me?"
By the time, driving from South Sea Airport to the lab would take at least an hour.
