Shen Jingwei knew something went wrong when he saw Yan Renzhong pacing at the sun deck instead of packing up to leave.
Even his suitcase still lay open on the polished wooden floor, its content out of order.
Shen Jingwei silently rolled his suitcase into the living area and began packing up on Yan Renzhong's behalf.
By the time Yan Renzhong finished his phone call, Shen Jingwei too was done with packing.
"What happened?" Shen Jingwei asked, and Yan Renzhong responded with a long sigh.
"Do you remember the single which music video I shot before we left on this trip?"
"Yes."
"Wu Jin stole my entire concept and used it for his single. He released it several hours ago."
"..."
He did it deliberately.
On Yan Renzhong's birthday, to boot.
"That scoundrel," Shen Jingwei snapped. "What are you going to do?"
