"Yes."
The person, after being scolded, agreed and then proceeded to prepare as instructed.
…
When Wen Yu came out again, things happened as expected.
He spotted Ruan Yiyi not far from the men's restroom.
Just like the scene played out a little while ago.
But this time, it was truly him, not a facade.
Would she still recognize him?
Such a feeling—complex and peculiar.
Wanting her to recognize him, yet also not wanting her to.
However, Wen Yu pretended not to see her and walked past her.
But this time, she didn't call out to him.
Wen Yu: "..."
He didn't stop nor did he turn back.
He didn't know what she was thinking, but he was sure she saw him.
He returned to his seat, quietly drinking.
Despite appearing indifferent, he was keenly aware of everything around.
In the midst of it all, he seemed to be waiting for something.
Everyone at the table had gone dancing, leaving only him.
Soon, a pair of shoes came into his vision.
A pair of silver, beautiful shoes.
