Before long, Zheng Haoyu's other Rolls Royce roared away.
Startled, Su Nian quickly chased after it, but only caught a glimpse of the car speeding off into the distance.
Angrily stomping his foot, Su Nian grumbled, "No good deed goes unpunished."
He looked at the soup he had tirelessly labored over the entire afternoon, and without a second thought, served himself a bowl.
If he won't drink it, I will.
That night, Su Nian waited until midnight. When Zheng Haoyu still hadn't returned, he couldn't help but worry.
Just as Zheng Haoyu drove off from the Haitang Villa, he received a call from Luo Yuqi, inviting him out for drinks that night.
Zheng, still in a huff, initially didn't want to go. But upon considering his lack of alternatives, he agreed without further ado.
After driving around B City for half the night, he finally headed towards the bar where they were to meet.
Hei Bar.
Located in the bustling heart of B City, yet it was Zheng Haoyu's first time visiting.