Sheng Jinsen woke up to find it was the latter half of the night, the table still set with dishes, but Song Weiyi had disappeared without a trace.
He panicked for a moment and rushed out to find the staff of the restaurant.
"The girl who came with you? She already left earlier. A man came to pick her up."
A man? It must have been Pei Yibai.
Unable to describe how he felt, Sheng Jinsen silently walked back.
The secret he had hidden in his heart for decades had been spilled to Song Weiyi in one go. How did she respond?
He had actually forgotten... Sheng Jinsen, what a blockhead you are.
He cursed himself inwardly, feeling quite unhappy.
Sheng Zhenguo, the old man, was clearly dead, and his mother should have been able to rest in peace, but he still felt discontent.
Furthermore, that Song Weiyi, she had left without so much as a word of farewell, completely inconsiderate.
Sheng Jinsen was typically the type to make others as unhappy as he was when he felt discontent.
