Chen Lin felt two burning gazes on him, almost scorching straight through his back.
He slowly turned around.
Sure enough, Song Qiuya's usually frosty eyes were fixed unblinkingly on him, the resentment in them almost taking the shape of tangible icicles.
"Ahem!"
Chen Lin's scalp prickled, and he could only force himself to break the nearly frozen atmosphere.
"Well... it's getting late. Let's go eat first."
He looked at Qin Chuxia, who was equally stunned, and awkwardly changed the subject. "Chuxia, you've had a fright today too. You need something to eat to get your strength back."
Naturally, that excuse didn't fool Song Qiuya.
But she was a woman who knew to put the bigger picture first.
Qin Churan was still lying in bed with her life hanging in the balance, and Chuxia's feelings needed consideration too. This really wasn't the time to pursue romantic grievances.
She merely gave a quiet snort and shot Chen Lin another fierce glare.
The message in her eyes was unmistakable: I'm keeping track of this. We'll settle it later!
Although Qin Chuxia loved gossip by nature, she knew what mattered most.
She glanced worriedly toward the room where her older cousin lay, temporarily suppressed her burning curiosity, and nodded gently.
The three of them went to the Water Restaurant, where Chen Lin specifically requested the quietest Lakeside Private Room.
But the atmosphere throughout the meal was incredibly strange.
Qin Chuxia was too worried about her cousin to have any appetite. She simply held her chopsticks and absentmindedly poked at the rice in her bowl.
Song Qiuya resumed her icy CEO demeanor throughout the meal, eating elegantly without saying a word. Only the occasional glance she cast at Chen Lin carried a faint chill.
Chen Lin felt as though he were sitting on pins and