For some reason, Su Mu suddenly thought of Ji Nanfeng.
She looked up at Fu Shinian, only to see him calm and collected, obviously aware of the matter. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, Fu Shinian rose from his seat and looked at Qiao Yu:
"Smoke?"
Qiao Yu, not wishing to stay any longer, nodded and followed Fu Shinian out.
In the courtyard, Fu Shinian, slightly agitated, lit a cigarette and subconsciously offered one to Qiao Yu, only then realizing he didn't smoke. But as he was about to retract his hand, Qiao Yu stopped him:
"I'll have one."
Fu Shinian gave him a deep look but didn't stop him.
Probably unaccustomed to the harsh taste, Qiao Yu began violently coughing the second he inhaled, Fu Shinian watched him coldly from the side. Only after he had stabilized slightly did Fu Shinian speak softly:
"Really planning on saying nothing?"
Qiao Yu knew what he was talking about and smiled faintly: