Zhou Sicheng asked, "Where's Manager Wen? Is she busy?"
As he asked, his gaze scanned the room in search of Wen Jing.
The waiter said, "She's having dinner with her boyfriend."
Hearing this, Zhou Sicheng's face darkened, and he frowned, "What boyfriend?"
His tone suddenly flared with anger.
The waiter didn't know what he had said wrong, "Ah?"
A little frightened.
Just then, Zhou Sicheng's eyes caught Wen Jing and Qi Dong's table, where bottles of wine were laid out and both their cups still had wine in them. His hand, holding a thermos, suddenly clenched tight.
From afar, Manager Wan saw Zhou Sicheng and approached him with a beaming smile, "Boss."
Zhou Sicheng said coldly, "Don't talk to me."
Then he turned and walked away.
After walking a few steps, he came across a trash can in the center of the street. Without hesitation, Zhou Sicheng threw the thermos into the trash can.
His hands shoved into his pockets, he left without looking back.
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