Ye Weichen, who had left the room, kept apologizing to Mr. Qi. "Bro Qi, I'll give him a good talking when I get back. He must have forgotten to take his medicine before leaving the house!"
"Heh..." Mr. Qi chuckled, but the laughter was devoid of any pleasure, quite unsettling actually.
Ye Weichen had no idea what to say anymore, how to remedy the situation.
"Ye, I get your point; no need to explain anymore!" Mr. Qi said.
"As long as Bro Qi understands," Ye Weichen said, nearly bursting into tears with emotion.
Mr. Qi led a group of people out of the hall and into the night.
Ye Weichen's send-off was overly enthusiastic. The corner of his mouth twisted awkwardly, his facial muscles stiffened, and his arm seemed to have turned into a beckoning cat's!
It wasn't until the last car had disappeared into the night that he turned around and walked back.