But when her gaze fell on Lin Mubai beside her, there was an additional hesitation. He asked himself, can this man truly bring happiness to his An Nan?
As he thought about it, he felt that this matter needed more observation after all, it’s An Nan’s lifelong happiness.
In the private room, all the dishes had just been served. Before everyone could pick up their chopsticks to eat, they saw Lin Mubai, who had just left, return, not only bringing An Nan and Little Jia You back, but also followed by two unfamiliar foreigners. The group exchanged glances, perplexed by what was happening.
As the crowd’s puzzled eyes fell on Lin Mubai, he calmly explained to his friends, "These two are An Nan’s friends. I invited them to join us for a meal."
With Lin Mubai’s explanation, the group immediately understood.
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The table, which had been somewhat empty, was now perfectly filled with the addition of three people.
Zhan Qiyi, after sitting down, glanced over the dishes on the table, and then his gaze fell on the man beside An Nan, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Having known An Nan for so many years, he clearly understood her preferences, and naturally could recognize that most of the dishes on the table were ones An Nan liked. He began to admire this man’s attentiveness and detail-oriented nature from the bottom of his heart. To be able to understand someone’s preferences in such a short time was no small feat, a rival worth noting, although perhaps not even a rival, since An Nan had never given him any hope.
Meanwhile, Lin Mubai’s attentive care towards An Nan only made the light in his eyes grow dimmer.
In front of everyone, Lin Mubai’s every move was unabashed, meticulously picking out fish bones for the little woman next to him, then placing the fish meat in An Nan’s bowl, which the latter naturally picked up with chopsticks and ate without any awkwardness.
Such a synchronized act, any observant person could see, was not happening for the first time. The people exchanged glances, while the two involved continued as if alone, one eating, the other caring, completely oblivious to their surroundings.
Zhan Qiyi had already lost his taste for food. He originally thought he could be happy just seeing her happy, but eventually, he realized he couldn’t.
Then, amidst everyone’s surprise, he stood up and slightly nodded to everyone, "I’m going to the restroom." Then he turned to leave the private room.
At the end of the corridor outside the private room, the handsome man held a cigarette between the middle and index fingers of his right hand, standing there quietly. Zhan Qiyi rarely smoked, only doing so when very troubled, and at this moment his mood reflected that very state - irritable and in dire need of an outlet.
And the scene just now in the private room replayed continuously in his mind, making his heart both sore and suffocated, even feeling that the surrounding air was polluted.
The cigarette silently shortened between his fingers, from start to finish he had barely smoked a puff.
Just as Zhan Qiyi was about to turn, he saw a figure emerging from the private room, making his already moving steps cease once more, until the person came before him.
"Do you have time? Let’s talk." He initiated the conversation.
"Sure." That was also Lin Mubai’s purpose for coming out.