In the restaurant under the night, there was a person sitting at the table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, or rather, two people.
From his angle, he could just see that familiar figure.
The man he hadn't seen for a long time was sitting at a table like that, opposite him was also a man.
There was coffee in front of both of them, no idea what they were talking about.
For some reason, upon seeing this scene, Huo Qi was about to jump up.
With a dull "bang", he seemed to have forgotten that he was in the car.
He banged his head on the car roof, grimacing in pain, covering his head but still shouting, "Stop, stop, stop the car!"
The chauffeur had no choice but to slowly pull the car over to the side of the road.
Huo Qi, on the other hand, keeping his eyes fixed on the two inside the floor-to-ceiling window, gradually clenched his fists.
