When Tang Yuchen saw An Ruo, he didn’t seem surprised at all, as if he’d known he would encounter her here.
He stared at her, his gaze cold and profound, betraying no emotion.
In seeing them, a flicker of abnormality swiftly crossed An Ruo’s eyes.
She settled back into her seat, having abandoned any intention of leaving.
Yun Feiyang noticed her gaze, looked over, and his brow furrowed slightly; he felt hostile towards Tang Yuchen and was upset that Feixue was still with him.
By now, the two had already approached them.
"Brother, why are you with her again?" Yun Feixue asked with displeasure as soon as she spoke.
Yun Feiyang also questioned her in return, "Feixue, haven’t I told you that Mr. Tang isn’t suited for you and to keep your distance from him?"
Yun Feixue clamped her mouth shut, saying nothing more.
Tang Yuchen curved his lips into a smile and said, "What a coincidence, we’ve all met again."
An Ruo looked down, ignoring their conversation, acting as if they weren’t even there.
Yun Feiyang coldly said to Tang Yuchen, "This time, please find another place to sit; we don’t need anyone else joining us here."
Yun Feixue didn’t plan to sit with them either, and she covertly tugged at Tang Yuchen, "Chen, let’s go."
She wouldn’t give him the chance to be with An Ruo; the farther away from An Ruo, the better.
Tang Yuchen glanced at her, nodded slightly, and they moved a step to the side. But then, Tang Yuchen suddenly stopped next to An Ruo.
"Oh, and remember to come by the villa some time to pick up your clothes. They’ve been lying there, and I might think you’ll come back," he said.
An Ruo looked up at him coldly, "No need. You can have someone throw them away."
Tang Yuchen looked down at her from his superior position, raised an eyebrow, and said, "That’s a good idea."
"Chen, let’s go, I’m getting hungry," Yun Feixue whined playfully at his side, feigning ignorance to the conversation between them.
She very well knew An Ruo had been living with him lately, but she had to pretend as if she was oblivious to everything.
Because she feared he would say something that would hurt her deeply, and even more, she feared knowing that he was more special to An Ruo than to her.
She understood from the beginning that loving this man would make her lowly and insecure.
And now, it had proven true.
The woman’s eyes were half-lowered, hiding the mockery and bitter smile within.
Tang Yuchen gently patted the back of her hand, as if offering comfort, his voice also very gentle, filled with tenderness.
"Then let’s hurry and not starve my treasure," he said.
Yun Feixue’s smile broke free upon his words, her jealousy melting away. At least, he was not heartless towards her.
After they left, An Ruo looked at Yun Feiyang, who was concentrating on the table with furrowed brows and a hint of coldness in his eyes.
She didn’t care about his mood and simply asked him, "I feel like having some dessert, do you want any?"
Yun Feiyang looked up in surprise and quickly replied with joy, "I want some too."
As long as she didn’t leave and he could spend more time with her, he would be very happy.
Tang Yuchen and the others found a good spot to sit, but it wasn’t too far from their table. Tang Yuchen’s seat allowed him a clear view of An Ruo’s table.
An Ruo, however, couldn’t see them.
Yet, she was continuously toying with a spoon in her hand and occasionally took out a mirror to glance at herself. Yun Feiyang kept looking for topics of conversation, while An Ruo simply smiled and occasionally responded.
Yun Feixue ate for a while and then decided to visit the restroom; An Ruo followed behind her.