"Please, take a seat," Zhang Wei suggested, his voice a mixture of warmth and formality as he smoothed the fabric of his overcoat, a subtle gesture of composure.
Shi Jingjing cast a skeptical glance around the room, her eyes darting in search of the girl they had encountered earlier, a wry expression shadowing her features.
In stark contrast, Lisa's gaze flickered with impatience, her thoughts swirling in silent rebuke. 'Why must this woman want to dug up the past?' she wondered, frustrated inwadly.
"So, what brings you here?" Zhang Wei inquired, his gaze inadvertently drawn to Shi Jingjing's twin milk shops, his curiosity piqued yet veiled by a thin veneer of professionalism.
"T-Thank you... for your help that day," Shi Jingjing stammered, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, betraying her nervousness.
"For just that, you wanted to meet me out?" Zhang Wei's tone shifted, a hint of surprise lacing his words, his expression hardening slightly.
