The three of them ate the meat with relish, chatting and eating intermittently, as the time slipped by unnoticed.
In the blink of an eye, it was just past ten o'clock. The three people looked back and looked up at the clock on the wall of the restaurant; it was late. Despite the late hour, the hotpot restaurant had customers eating into the wee hours. People were coming and going, with the tables remaining fully occupied.
"We should get ready to head to the KTV," He Xiangyu picked up the bill, ready to call someone over to pay. They had already paid for the private room, so they ought to go.
The server went to tally up the bill.
At this moment, the hotpot restaurant suddenly erupted with noise.
Unsure of what had happened, Xie Wanying and her two companions turned around to look.
