Zhao Chengshuang and Li Lianshan were racking their brains on how to comfort Ye Qing, but before they could come up with a solution, Ye Qing had already calmed down on his own.
The two exchanged glances, their eyes full of disbelief. They knew how much Ye Qing had invested in this matter—the more one invests, the greater the disappointment. There's no reason for him to calm down so quickly. What's going on?
"What are you standing there for? Aren't you hungry?" Ye Qing urged them.
"Uh…" The two snapped back to reality and hurriedly followed Ye Qing out.
"Ye Zi, you… Are you really okay?" Zhao Chengshuang asked softly. Ye Qing's composure only made him more uneasy. He understood Ye Qing well and was convinced there was still something weighing on his mind.
"What could possibly be wrong?" Ye Qing shrugged and said, "You both said it—this matter is already settled. Even if I'm unwilling, what can I do about it? Should I stop eating and drinking, agonizing over it until death?"
