She lifted her eyes and glanced at him, then turned back into the restroom.
The women entering the restroom hadn't expected a very charming man to be standing at the entrance. Just by standing there, he inexplicably made them feel a flutter of excitement.
When Qiao Xiaren came out, there was something peculiar about the way she looked at him.
"Let's go."
Si Limo nodded and walked ahead, neither hurried nor slow.
The distance between them widened slightly. Qiao Xiaren didn't speak, and Si Limo showed no intention of starting a conversation, as they continued walking toward the small alley.
Perhaps Qiao Xiaren was lost in her own thoughts for quite some time, and she didn't notice that he had already stopped and ended up bumping into his back.
Her head hurt a bit from the collision, and in the dim corridor, it seemed as if two elongated shadows could be seen.
Overlapping.
For a moment, her heart skipped a beat.
Back in the private room, Si Limo handed her the menu.
