The sky had not quite darkened, but a crescent moon already hung high overhead.
There was a chilling darkness in Ji Wensheng's eyes, and his tone sounded strange. "Yan Ningke, we'll see about that."
In the silence, Yan Ningke's smile never faded. His eyes looked as though he were watching a clown jumping about.
"Honestly, I really don't understand where you get your confidence."
Some people were simply ridiculous. After picking up a sesame seed and throwing away a watermelon, they discovered the watermelon had been made of gold, then began trying to snatch it back at any cost.
As though everything were up to them.
Yan Ningke's voice carried a biting sneer. "You'd be better off spending that time coaxing your fiancé."
Following his gaze, a car could be seen approaching from a distance. Its headlights went out, and a figure strode over.
When Ji Wensheng looked back, all he saw was a retreating figure. Yan Ningke had already turned and left.
He still wanted to say something, but Shao Yang had already reached his side.
"What are you doing here?"
Unlike his usual gentle, refined self, Shao Yang looked terrifying in the shadows of the night.
Ji Wensheng instinctively backed away two steps, too frightened to speak.
Shao Yang stepped forward and seized his wrist, squeezing hard, a cold, brooding gleam in his eyes. "Wensheng, it's late. Come home with me."
Although his voice was gentle, his words made one's hair stand on end.
None of Ji Wensheng's earlier arrogance remained. Pale-faced, he was dragged step by step into the car.
Halfway back, Yan Ningke met Zheng Yan Che, who had been waiting at the corner all along. After a moment of surprise, he smiled.
"Were you afraid I'd get into a fight with him?"
Zheng Yan