Wa Yuechuan was certain there was something unusual about the way the brother and sister looked at him. Without exchanging half a word, they managed to make him break out in a cold sweat. Wa Yuechuan wiped his clammy palm on his pant leg, stood up, and prepared to get some air outside the private room.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he steadied his feet, someone pushed him by the shoulder into the corridor next to the room.
Looking sideways, who else could it be but Song Sishen?
And Song Sizhi?
Following behind leisurely with arms crossed, using his gaze to exert pressure on him.
"What's going on?" Wa Yuechuan asked, puzzled.
"Just wanna chat," Song Sizhi's sudden voice sounded from behind.
"Chat inside the private room then!" Wa Yuechuan was smart enough.
Knowing that he was now in the hands of the brother and sister, surely no good could come of it, he tried in every way to lead them to a crowded place.
