After finishing his cigarette, Zhong Yongfeng and a few young masters were about to return to their private room when they happened to run into Sun Xiyu, who was coming back.
"Brother Sun."
Zhong Yongfeng quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"What's up?"
Sun Xiyu stopped walking, his smile natural, seemingly not bothered at all by the loss at the gambling table.
That's what you call magnanimity.
That's it.
"Brother Sun, Shi Qianxi just called me."
Zhong Yongfeng lowered his voice, his expression serious.
Even with Sun Xiyu's composure, the mention of that name caused his smile to fade slightly, and he involuntarily furrowed his brow.
"What did she say?"
"She said she called you a lot and you didn't pick up, asked me if I was with you."
"What did you tell her?"
"How could I?"
Zhong Yongfeng quickly replied, "I said I was eating with some friends, then she hung up on me."
Sun Xiyu nodded.
"It's best to keep some distance from her, let's go in."
