Bo Lifen didn't happen to be near the kitchen's door when it swung open—and she nearly fell on her butt at seeing Li Yang walk out without a hint of pause in his steps. There was a certain change in it that seemed to say that he meant business.
Actual business—
"Hold up, you shouldn't go to Shen Society—!" Mou Gu cried out and followed Li Yang with a frantic mode to his movements. He didn't even care that there were still some patrons in the diner.
Bo Lifen didn't like the sound and how things were looking up.
Li Yang left the restaurant and Mou Gu hesitated by the door. He rubbed his face and threw Bo Lifen a look—and just threw a towel into the floor. "Leave the plates on your tables, I'll get them later."
He chased after Li Yang.
The people in the small diner couldn't help but share looks at one another. It wasn't everyday you'd see a handsome CEO, ex-CEO, storm out of a diner and with a pink-haired guy chasing after him.
