An Accident

"Hmm? Can't continue? What does that mean?"

Ye Xingchen glanced at Mo Qi who was eating next to him. He raised his hand and patted the back of Mo Qi's hand.

"Eat less. Or you can't eat dinner later."

Ye Xingchen didn't want Mo Qi to eat so much. After all, Qin Gongming looked amiable, but he didn't know who was behind the smile. This was food prepared by strangers, but Mo Qi kept eating. If these things were drugged, Ye Xingchen would lose a fighting force.

Qin Gongming didn't answer Ye Xingchen's question. He only raised his hand, pulled up his sleeve, and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"You guys wait here for a while. I'll go to the kitchen to see if there's anything else. You guys can have a meal here before going back."

Before Ye Xingchen could reply, Qin Gongming stood up and left.

Ye Xingchen felt a sense of uneasiness. Part of this uneasiness came from Qin Gongming.