"I'm sorry, let's go back to the hotel and rest, okay?" An Nan's voice was filled with guilt.
Leaning against him, An Jiayou nodded slightly and said nothing more.
Zhan Qiyi noticed the change in An Nan's clothes the moment she walked into the restaurant, and a shadow quickly clouded his heart, though he showed no sign of it on his face.
At the same time, he also stood up from behind the dining table, his tall figure moving in front of An Nan and Lin Mubai: "You're back."
The Lin Mubai in front of An Nan was a stark contrast to the man from her memory; he was cold and exuded an overwhelmingly noble aura, nothing like the ruffian she remembered.
Responding to Zhan Qiyi's question, he nodded slightly and answered, "Sorry, Mr. Zhan, we took a long time shopping, and kept you waiting." Clearly avoiding the actual question.
