"That damn kid, he must have gone wild," Jing Juntao grumbled, then swept his sharp gaze over Zhan Tingzhi and Jing Hua, "Do you really have no idea where he went?"
Jing Hua: "I didn't see him in his dorm this morning."
Zhan Tingzhi: "After getting off work last night, I went back to the dorm and haven't seen him until today."
He must be with Tang Huai!
The night before, he even took the soup Zhang Shiwan had made and gave it to Tang Huai, that brat!
"Let me tell you, Jing Xuan wants to give you a surprise, old Jing, take your time eating, save some dishes for him," an old friend said humorously.
"The kid has grown up, his wings are hard," Jing Juntao commented coolly with a glance at Zhan Tingzhi.
"Hard wings fly high, old Jing, don't worry about them, come on, let's have a good drink tonight."
After toasting, the old friend returned to his seat cheerfully with his glass in hand.
