Hatred

She turned to look at Yi Juncheng. "You did well, Little Yi. It's been hard on you. Let's eat together."

After Yi Juncheng worked hard, he finally got the meal that he wanted.

***

At night, Feng Yan still could not sleep. He was already used to his own routine.

However, it was not only because of his routine but also because of the man he saw today.

He suddenly panicked, feeling extremely uncertain.

He sent a message to Sheng Yang. [Are you asleep?]

[No.]

Feng Yan picked up his phone quickly but did not call even after a long time. He did not know what to say to Sheng Yang.

Should they talk about who that man was?

It was so sudden. What right did he have to ask?

Besides, he was unwilling to ask.

In the end, he still dialed the number. "Hello." The voice of the person on the other end only made his heart ripple.