The sobbing sound echoed inside the car, and He Qi'an handed a tissue to Lin Xiaoyan, his gaze fixed on the opposite side.
Finally, he saw the man walking out of the coffee shop. He clutched his fists, resisting the urge to go out, his eyes tightly fixed on that man.
Scarface keenly sensed a stare and suddenly turned his head towards the source of that gaze.
However, when he met He Qi'an's eyes, a trace of surprise and excitement flashed in his eyes. After almost a second, he immediately shifted his gaze.
He cautiously looked around, never glancing in He Qi'an's direction again, and turned to leave.
If it were a stranger, they wouldn't notice anything unusual about Scarface.
But for He Qi'an, familiar with Scarface, he could tell something was off just from the way Scarface walked.
Not until Scarface got into a car and left did He Qi'an's expression turn somber, with a dark gleam in his eyes.
"Can you tell me what you just saw…"
