"Mr. Lin Qi..."
Such an ordinary form of address, yet so extraordinary!
The face before him slowly merged with the face that had long faded from the depths of his memories but had resurfaced at this moment.
Mr. Lin Qi...
Mr. Lin Qi!
Lyon shifted uneasily in his seat twice. He actually wanted to stand up, but he did not dare to do so directly.
He was completely dazed. He placed both hands on the table, then pulled them back and set them on his legs before finally reaching for a cigarette.
He felt as if his whole body were "wrong." In front of Lin Qi, no matter how he sat or where he put his hands, nothing seemed quite right.
"I... don't quite understand what you're saying, Mr. Lin Qi."
Lin Qi looked at him and pointed to his forehead. "You're sweating, Mr. Edward. A lot. Are you hot?"
Lyon instinctively touched his forehead. Several of his fingers came away wet, and he hurriedly pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and used both hands to wipe the beads of sweat away.
The cigarette in his hand accidentally burned his other hand, and he shuddered violently like a startled rabbit.
"No... I mean, yes, I'm a little hot." He helplessly watched the cigarette fall to the floor and scatter a few sparks.
If he still did not understand what kind of situation he was facing, he would have been a complete idiot!
Lin Qi nodded slightly. "You don't need to be so nervous. Do you know why I came to find you?"
Lyon shook his head repeatedly. "I don't know, Mr. Lin Qi."
Lin Qi gave him the answer. "Because you were planning to run away, but your work isn't finished yet. How can you leave?"
After Edward went to