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.
