Gentleman Bond had been frightened into silence and stayed quiet for the rest of the meal.
Bo Lin let out an almost imperceptible sigh of relief.
He secretly glanced up at Hua Jian. Seeing nothing unusual in his expression, he figured the meal was to his liking.
The lamb chops on his plate were tender, savory, and delicious, yet Bo Lin somehow tasted a hint of sweetness in them.
After dinner, they naturally went to see an opera, a specialty of F Country, while the unfortunate Bond was called away by a phone call.
With the BLFF Film Festival still underway, decorations throughout the city matched the festival theme.
There were even a few East Asian faces in the opera audience.
Bo Lin took Hua Jian upstairs to a VIP box directly facing the stage, with an expansive view.
Hua Jian looked around with some curiosity, only to spot someone completely unexpected when he glanced down.
"Shu Yao?"
Bo Lin's gaze turned cold. He had been so busy lately that he had forgotten all about the man.
He followed Hua Jian's gaze and, sure enough, spotted a black-haired man in a box in the corner.
"What's he doing here?"
Bo Lin intensely disliked this man, who had appeared in Hua Jian's inner thoughts more than once.
And there was the way he had thrown himself at Hua Jian last time...
Bo Lin lowered his eyes in irritation.
Hua Jian picked up the binoculars on the table and looked through them.
Bo Lin paused, a little amused.
"Who exactly did he come with?"
Hua Jian was very curious about the other man, whose face he had yet to see.
He had heard that the Shu Family had frozen Shu Yao's cards, and Cui Zhao had gone down. Had he come with