He had mentioned in the afternoon that he was getting married.
Since he was going to marry, what was this all about?
"Let’s go," Xu Yuan said with a stern face, not wanting to stay here any longer.
As the two left the restaurant, those few people were nowhere to be seen.
Lu Wanwan guessed they had intentionally walked away to avoid the awkwardness.
"I’m going down to buy some clothes; this one is too conspicuous, and I can’t wash it off." She inexplicably felt her heartbeat quicken, a sense of unease making her want to leave this floor quickly.
Just then, an elevator came down from above, and she and Xu Yuan stepped in.
No sooner had the elevator doors closed than the doors of the adjacent elevator, coming up from the first floor, opened—Gu Annan stepped out.
He was dressed in a deep gray shirt and black trousers, his figure perfectly outlined.
His mature, stern profile and tall stature made him stand out in the crowd, his casual glances dazzling to onlookers.
He entered the Japanese restaurant Ji Shaoyang and others had mentioned, stated his booth number, and was respectfully led inside by a server.
"He came because of Xu Yuan on purpose, then deliberately went upstairs before entering. What was he thinking?" Lin Weiyang shook his head.
"Is this for my own good?" Zhiheng said as he texted, urgently requesting to advance the wedding date, "It’s not because of..."
The door of the booth opened.
"Here he comes." Ji Shaoyang, holding a cup of tea, looked up.
Gu Annan didn’t bother with small talk. He came in and sat down, "Zhiheng, next time you come to such places by yourself."
"..." Zhiheng felt like ending their friendship.
Ji Shaoyang nodded deeply in agreement, "Let me translate that for him, your childish behavior could lower our average IQ."
Zhiheng clenched his teeth and said nothing.
Alright, you’re ruthless!
Wait until you know that Lu Wanwan is in Manchester, see how mature you are then.
"All set!" At mealtime, Zhiheng finally put down his phone, "I’m getting married on the 8th next month, everyone come and support."
Gu Annan looked up indifferently and said in a flat tone, "Changed the date?"
Zhiheng scoffed at his phone, "My old man is over the moon, thinks I can’t wait to get married."
After his complaints, he explained, "Here’s the thing, Qiao Moran is coming back, so I moved it up for him."
Gu Annan didn’t seem to care much, "Just tell my assistant in advance to arrange the time, I can’t guarantee I’ll be free."
"I hear Lu Wanwan is back," Zhiheng idly swirled his teacup, seemingly offhandedly saying.
He was waiting for this moment, casually dropping this bombshell.
But after waiting for so long, not even a ripple stirred.
He looked up in surprise.
Gu Annan spoke indifferently, "Let’s order now, I have things to do later."
Zhiheng confirmed from his expression that there was no hint of disturbance, wondering if it was because six years had passed and he could act completely indifferent, or had he already known?
Halfway through the meal, Gu Annan answered a call, his brow slightly furrowed.
"Something wrong?" His voice grew colder at this moment, even a touch impatient, "I’m a bit busy, let Zhao Chen handle it for you."
There seemed to be some quarrel on the other end of the phone.
He must have heard something, "Starlight Mall third floor, is it? I’ll come over."
After hanging up, he stood up, "You guys keep eating."
On the third floor of Starlight Mall, Lu Wanwan finished changing her clothes and came out of the dressing room, to find Xu Yuan arguing with someone.
Xu Yuan, annoyed, glanced at the woman beside him dressed in a pale yellow lady’s dress, "She’s utterly unreasonable!"