The two women surreptitiously spied without getting noticed by those involved. Hugging the corridor's wall, they peered from a few meters away. At that distance, they couldn't hear the whispers clearly, only seeing a woman leaning closer, a flicker of orange from a lighter glowing in the dim corner as she lit a cigarette for the man.
Pei Yu, merely fiddling with the tobacco out of habit, had no intention of lighting it. He sidestepped to avoid the woman's outstretched hand and said coolly, "Just say what you want to say."
He had drunk a lot yesterday; hence at today's dinner, Pei Yu did not touch his wine glass nor wish to be around any alcohol scent. He knew his antics from the day before had annoyed Shen Zhiyi. He intended to behave properly today; thus, he excused himself to step out for a smoke but did not expect to be followed.
