Fu Rong slightly restrained his expression and shook his head: "It's nothing, let's eat. Once we're done, we'll leave."
"Oh." Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Sun Yi didn't press further.
The dishes were served quickly. No matter how much Sun Yi tried to liven up the atmosphere afterward, Fu Rong's expression remained unpleasant.
She eventually grew tired of talking, feeling a sense of futility. After all, she had always been the one receiving flattery. When had she ever gone to such lengths to please someone else? Now that Fu Rong was being so dismissive, she naturally felt a surge of irritation.
For a time, only the melodic sound of the piano remained.
This restaurant was extremely expensive, and now that mealtime had passed, there were barely any patrons inside. Only at the far diagonal corner was there a pair of lovers, sitting closely, heads tilted together as they conversed.
