Wen Fucheng and Xu Cheng'an have known each other for years.
While they can't say they completely understand each other, at least as friends, they share a good relationship.
Better than most people.
Instead of questioning his lover when he sensed Ying Jing's unease, he gave her space, seeking the source himself.
He personally came to find her.
Ying Jing's unhappiness stemmed from something Xu Cheng'an said to her.
Such a sensitive person would naturally sense her unhappiness immediately.
Wen Fucheng couldn't fathom what Xu Cheng'an could have said to give Ying Jing such a sense of fear.
"Unwilling to say? Or don't want to tell me?"
Facing his friend, Xu Cheng'an felt a bit apprehensive.
His mind seemed a bit muddled at the moment; he didn't know what consequences speaking might bring. At least Wen Fucheng still didn't know, indicating Ying Jing hadn't told him. Or perhaps Wen Fucheng had already sensed something and was just probing him now.
