Lin Zhen chuckled, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. It's just that tomorrow is Shiyu's grandfather's sixty-fifth birthday, and there will be a birthday party. You should go with Shiyu and Jian Guo to wish him well."
"Shiyu's grandfather?" Ye Feng thought for a moment. Figuring that the reparations from Shouzhong to Dragon Country probably wouldn't arrive by tomorrow and that he had nothing else to do—and considering it was Sir Lin Zhen's request—he agreed, "Alright, I'll go!"
"Hmm, the flight is at nine thirty tomorrow morning. You guys should head out early, leave at seven, just in case there's traffic and you miss the flight," Lin Zhen said.
"Hmm, then I'm going to sleep..." With that, Ye Feng headed upstairs, taking a glance at Lin Shiyu on his way.
This left Ye Feng feeling puzzled. Today, when Lin Shiyu saw him return, she didn't say a word and her expression seemed a bit strange.
Ye Feng didn't ask further and headed to his own room, but as he arrived, he was stunned.
