Huo Zhanting's dark pupils loomed in Chen Zhifeng's eyes, causing his heart to tighten. He felt as if an invisible hand was clutching at his lifeline, his breath hitching, the entire person startled into alertness.
"Director Huo, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that I..." Chen Zhifeng tried to say something, but Huo Zhanting had already grown tired of listening. He looked down at Chen Zhifeng from his lofty position, "It seems you won't need me to cover your meal, so just like this lady here, you can pay separately."
Having said that, he turned his gaze, now soft, towards An Lan.
"Lanlan, it's getting late. Let's head back."
An Lan nodded. What surprised her was that An Yuxian had been quiet from beginning to end, not causing any trouble. She glanced in An Yuxian's direction, a bit taken aback, and noticed her head was lowered, as if lost in thought.
After Huo Zhanting and An Lan left, Lin Zicheng quickly followed suit.
