Song Shi'an rubbed his forehead speechlessly.
How could Chen Jiashu not understand the look in his eyes?
Seeing Song Shi'an's helpless expression, Chen Jiashu asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Song Shi'an lowered his head and said nothing.
It was not until someone sat down beside Chen Jiashu that he turned and saw Han Ziqing.
Chen Jiashu: "!!!"
So Song Shi'an had been signaling him just now!!!
Ahhh!!!
Chen Jiashu screamed wildly inside.
Wuwuwu, Han Ziqing had caught him red-handed!
Fuck!!
He had already started planning where he would be buried.
His voice trembled slightly. "Y-you... when did you get here...?"
I hope he didn't hear me talking such nonsense!
Han Ziqing smiled. "Right when you said I was old."
Chen Jiashu's heart trembled twice before Han Ziqing continued, "And that I couldn't perform."
Well, his once-hanging heart was now completely dead.
Sensing that something was off between them, Song Shi'an stood up and tried to slip away first. "Well, I suddenly remembered I still have some things to do at home, so I'll head back first."
Chen Jiashu grabbed his arm and pleaded with his eyes.
You can't be this heartless!
Song Shi'an flexed his arm and forcefully pulled it back.
He patted Chen Jiashu's shoulder as if to comfort him. "This is your family matter. It wouldn't be right for me to interrupt. You two talk. We can catch up another time."
Chen Jiashu grabbed his arm again.
If Song Shi'an left now, he would definitely suffer tonight!
"Don't. We just met, and we haven't finished talking yet. We can talk a little longer." Chen Jiashu clung to him desperately.
Song Shi'an tried to pull his arm free, but Chen Jiashu was gripping him too tightly, and he could not get loose.
Han Ziqing's smiling eyes swept over them, his