As soon as these words came out.
Li Feile's expression finally changed.
Lowering her head, not daring to be presumptuous, she said softly,
"Yes, Brother Hanzheng, I understand."
Song Hanzheng turned to leave after speaking.
Li Feile only dared to watch him go, lacking the courage to call out and stop him.
Because she knew she was nothing in his eyes; he only pitied her.
But even that pity seemed to be gradually dissipating.
Was it because she had gone too far in their social circle?
After getting into the car.
Song Hanzheng's first words to his special assistant were,
"Where is Jiang Liuyue?"
Looking at the latest information he had just found, the assistant glanced at his boss, hesitating.
Song Hanzheng lowered his eyes: "Speak."
The assistant whispered, "At the firewood chicken restaurant."
Song Hanzheng sneered twice.
"She really loves eating that."
If Jiang Liuyue heard this, she would definitely mutter back, well, you didn't eat any less that night either.
After his sneer.
Song Hanzheng became displeased again.
They had clearly agreed that he would be her firewood chicken dining partner from now on.
He was busy handling her issues on set.
Yet here she was, eating firewood chicken with someone else.
"Who is she eating with?" Song Hanzheng rubbed his temples and said, "Drive over there."
The assistant carefully stole a glance at him.
Song Hanzheng: "Speak."
The assistant thought to himself, it's a quick death either way, so he might as well just say it.
"Young Master Yizhou."
Bang—
His phone slipped from his grip and fell with a thud.
But the sound was nothing compared to the roaring anger in Song Hanzheng's heart.
"Good, very good!"
He had worked so hard running around to sort out her mess, and this was how she repaid him.
On the surface, it looked like she had deleted Lin Yizhou's contact, but today she took him out for a private meal.
And to eat firewood chicken, no less.
Seeing the dark gloom gathering in his boss's eyes, the assistant asked in a small voice, "Are we still going over there?"
"Go!" Song Hanzheng gritted his teeth as he spoke. "Why wouldn't we?!"
...
The steam rising from the firewood chicken blurred their faces.
She couldn't help but feel that the way Lin Yizhou looked at her had grown a bit more passionate.
Right at that moment.
Jiang Liuyue received a call from the executive director.
"Little Jiang, what are you doing?"
"Director, I'm attending the acting training class, just like you mentioned last time..."
She was interrupted before she could finish,
"Ah, don't worry about that from last time. See if you have time to come to the set this afternoon to shoot."
"You are the second female lead. Your role is very important and there's a lot to film, we can't delay the schedule."
Jiang Liuyue smiled faintly.
She knew Song Hanzheng must have made a move.
How could he be even more impatient than she had imagined?
"Director, but what about Sister Li Feile..." She sounded troubled.
"It's fine, I'll handle that. You just focus on acting. Remember to come this afternoon!" The executive director hung up after saying that.
Lin Yizhou cast a concerned look at her.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's good news." Jiang Liuyue waved her phone and said, "The executive director told me to go back to the set to film this afternoon."
"Oh." Lin Yizhou smiled too.
However, his smile was a bit forced.
He picked up a piece of chicken with his chopsticks, placed it in her bowl, and said softly,
"Does that mean I won't get to see you?"
Jiang Liuyue replied in a cheerful tone, "How could that be? We are friends. You can ask me out for a meal anytime you want."
After saying this.
She suddenly felt a chilling sensation running down her spine.
Perhaps it was her sixth sense.
She turned her head.
Through the clear glass window of the restaurant, she happened to see the black Maybach parked by the side of the road.
She also met a pair of brown eyes.
The owner of those eyes was brimming with anger.
Staring at her unblinkingly.
Crap!
Caught red-handed.
Wait, no.
Jiang Liuyue steadied her nerves. He wasn't her boyfriend, so what was there to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, her expression calmed down a bit.
Lin Yizhou also followed her gaze, and his eyes met Song Hanzheng's in mid-air.
Then.
Someone moved.
Song Hanzheng stepped forward and walked into the restaurant.
"Eating firewood chicken, are we?" A cold voice came from above her head.
Only then did Jiang Liuyue realize that Song Hanzheng had already reached her side at some point. His eyes, filled with anger, were fixed on her.
"Yeah." She nodded.
"Are you done eating?" Song Hanzheng asked.
"Yeah."
"Let's go." With that, Song Hanzheng domineeringly raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and prepared to pull her away.
Jiang Liuyue couldn't help but turn her head to glance at Lin Yizhou, who was sitting across from her.
"Hey, wait, I..."
Seeing this, Lin Yizhou also stood up.
He took a step forward.
Blocking Song Hanzheng's path.
"What are you doing?"
Song Hanzheng didn't even look at him, stating forcefully, "I'm taking my person away. What does it have to do with you?"
Lin Yizhou didn't back down in the slightest.
"Since when did Liuyue become your person?"
"That's between her and me." Song Hanzheng raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of provocation, and said, "A good dog doesn't block the way."
"Is that so?" Lin Yizhou suddenly smiled.
He looked at Jiang Liuyue.
He asked gently, "Liuyue, do you want to go with him?"
Jiang Liuyue looked at Song Hanzheng, then at Lin Yizhou.
She voiced her confusion.
"Do you guys know each other?"
Song Hanzheng immediately denied it: "No."
A trace of sorrow flashed through Lin Yizhou's eyes.
He didn't say a word.
Song Hanzheng pulled Jiang Liuyue and was about to walk out the door.
Lin Yizhou chased after them.
His eyes were slightly red.
"Brother, Liuyue is my friend."
"Do you really have to do this? Steal away everyone I care about?"
Song Hanzheng's face twisted with disgust.
"Who is your brother?"
"My mother only had one child!" he retorted fiercely.
Lin Yizhou smiled, though the expression seemed somewhat shattered and lonely.
He lowered his head.
His tone was very soft.
"I know you don't like me, which is why I stayed abroad all these years. I didn't want to be an eyesore to you."
"But Dad insisted on calling me back..."
Song Hanzheng interrupted him.
"Enough! Don't use the old man as an excuse. You're not an idiot. Other people might not know what you're scheming in your head, but do you think I don't?"
The starlight in Lin Yizhou's eyes seemed to shatter completely.
He stood there, desolate.
He said softly, "So you really hate me this much."
"What did you expect?"
Song Hanzheng was truly angry this time.
He released his grip on Jiang Liuyue's hand and strode forward without looking back.
Jiang Liuyue glanced at Lin Yizhou and offered a word of comfort.
"Um, I'm not sure what happened between you two brothers, but his emotions are really unstable right now. I'm going to go check on him."
Lin Yizhou forced a pale smile to his lips.
"Okay."
He watched her figure leave, following after Song Hanzheng.
The warmth in his eyes gradually faded away, bit by bit.
Song Hanzheng was emotionally unstable and needed comfort.
But what about him?
Lin Yizhou's eyes grew darker and darker.
Until they were as dark as ink.
Only then did he twitch the corners of his lips, turn around, and return alone to the stewed chicken restaurant, taking a seat.
The pot was still hot.
But his hands were freezing.
He unlocked his phone.
He scrolled through his contact list and tapped on Moon's profile picture.
His fingertips swiped up and down the screen.
A mocking smile curled his lips as he tapped the screen and murmured softly:
"How truly interesting."
