In the study, Shang Yu and Yun Lih each lit a cigarette. As the faint white mist floated in the air, the man opened the window and spoke in a deep voice, "Have you decided?"
Yun Lih lounged against the arm of the sofa, looking at the proud silhouette at the window. "Decided what?"
Shang Yu turned slightly, his eyes deep as the sea, revealing amusement. "Don't understand?"
Yun Lih coughed lightly, and as his gaze met the man's, he chuckled awkwardly. "The association leader is so busy, yet has time to meddle in my affairs?"
"Indeed busy, but not meddling." Shang Yu walked to the table, tapped the ash off his cigarette, and said meaningfully, "It's best to settle things with Xia Siyu early, so you don't pine for someone you shouldn't."
The emotions in Yun Lih's eyes changed rapidly but soon returned to calm.
