For the rest of the car ride, Huo Yan didn’t say much, and Feng Rui, noticing his lack of interest in further conversation, simply occupied himself with his phone, chatting away with someone else.
When the car finally arrived at the restaurant, Feng Rui put away his phone and said, “Huo Yan-ge, my brother said he’s already here.”
Huo Yan nodded, brushing off the earlier, painful conversation without another word.
Upon entering the private room, Huo Yan was greeted by the sight of his old friend, Feng Sheng, who he hadn’t seen in years.
Though they hadn’t met in a long time, Feng Sheng looked more mature. But since they had stayed in touch all these years, there was no sense of awkwardness between them.
However, Huo Yan couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off—Feng Sheng’s gaze seemed to carry a hint of resentment that Huo Yan couldn’t quite decipher.
Taking advantage of Feng Rui’s trip to the bathroom, Huo Yan decided to ask, “Did I do something to upset you?”
