"And consider that my way of repaying you for saving my life back then."
Su Li, in front of everyone, disbanded the four-person circle of friends.
Their relationship was declared broken.
Feng Huaijin glanced at Su Li, who was barely holding it together, lightly pursed his thin lips, and suddenly stretched out his elegantly long hand to grasp hers, silently leading her into the restaurant.
Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian looked at Zhao Xiaoyan, sighed, and also headed toward the restaurant.
Zhao Xiaoyan could no longer stand, collapsing to the ground.
It was as if no one wanted her anymore...
Regret and anger, all sorts of emotions surged in her heart, and Zhao Xiaoyan burst into tears.
Yet at the entrance, nobody cared for her.
Feng Huaijin led Su Li, Xu Haohao, and Lu Xiaomian inside, and the restaurant manager ca out to welco them.
They had reserved a private room on the third floor, quiet and undisturbed.
As they went up, the sll of food gradually perated the air, stirring their appetites.
The group walked on the restaurant’s red carpet to the private room’s door. Feng Huaijin holding Su Li’s wrist, told Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian: "You two go in first."
Xu Haohao and Lu Xiaomian exchanged a glance, imdiately pushed the door open and went in.
Feng Huaijin pulled Su Li’s wrist in the opposite direction.
Su Li’s voice, weak like a kitten, asked listlessly: "Where are we going?"
The man uttered three words: "The restroom."
The shiny leather shoes made a muffled, rhythmic sound on the red carpet.
Arriving at the sink at the restroom entrance, Feng Huaijin took a handkerchief from his pocket, dampened it, and handed it to her: "Wipe your face."
Su Li pursed her lips and said nothing.
Feng Huaijin smiled faintly: "Oh, you want to wipe it for you."
The man reached out, pinched her chin, and haphazardly wiped her face.
Her delicate little face was already youthful, and with his random wiping, it turned rosy, looking like an apple with its red glow.
Su Li was infuriated: "Feng Huaijin, what are you doing!"
He had wiped it red.
Feng Huaijin glanced at her again, suddenly reached his hands out to her, his deep eyes gazing at her like the vast galaxy.
"How about a comforting hug?"
Su Li’s nose tingled, and she suddenly leaned her face against his back: "I don’t want a hug! And don’t look at !"
Her heart was aching.
Though she knew one day she and Zhao Xiaoyan might part ways, truly reaching this day made her feel unbearably upset!
She’s human, not a machine.
A decade-long friendship gone just like that, feeling upset is normal.
Feng Huaijin said nothing, just stood there quietly, offering a silent, endless sense of comfort.
He could be a safe harbor, ensuring her safety and well-being. He could also be a listener, hearing all her joys and sorrows.
After a long period, Feng Huaijin looked at Su Li and reminded: "Don’t get your tears and snot on my suit."
Su Li lifted her head, lightly sniffled and retorted: "I can afford it."
Feng Huaijin was taken aback by Su Li’s words, feeling a cold sneer inside.
Ha, who cares about her paying!
She probably thinks he’s stingy and calculating, fussing over a suit? That’s definitely what she thinks!
Feng Huaijin was about to let go, but Su Li grabbed his sleeve instead, her voice slightly hoarse from crying, yet exceptionally pleasant: "...Feng Huaijin, I’m hungry."
Feng Huaijin looked down at her swollen yet bright eyes and finally forced a sentence: "I’ll get you whatever you want, my dear ancestor!"
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