A few minutes later, the chubby man returned from making a phone call outside, "Sorry, Mr. Yu, our boss had some urgent matters and can't make it over."
At these words, a trace of displeasure flashed across Yu Chiyin's brow, his expression turning somewhat indifferent.
The aura of authority emanating from him was overpowering, and even though he made no move, an intangible pressure heavily bore down.
The chubby man and Victory looked somewhat intimidated, their eyes pleadingly turning to Lu Fengxuan.
"Brother Ayin, I don't think their boss stood you up on purpose, so don't be mad. We came all the way here, so let's eat our fill before going back."
As Lu Fengxuan spoke, she went to grab some bowls and chopsticks, inviting them to also sit, "Chubby... I mean, you two, please sit down and eat as well."
She had almost blurted out 'chubby', but luckily she caught herself in time.
