Zhao Ya nodded, "Since coming to the capital, I've troubled you for so long, I felt a bit embarrassed, so I found a place, and the money's already been paid."
Upon hearing this, Shang Luoluo's expression instantly dimmed.
Even when she heard of her father's career obstruction earlier, Shang Luoluo wasn't this disappointed.
But she still forced a smile and said, "Well... congratulations then!"
Shang Jingchuan, however, gave Zhao Ya a long look, his expression gradually turning cold.
"In that case, forgive this old man for not seeing you off, Young Hero Zhao."
With these cold words, Shang Jingchuan turned and left.
Seeing this, Shang Luoluo said apologetically, "My father is in a bad mood today, don't mind him."
Zhao Ya shook his head with a smile, "I won't."
The dinner was tasteless.
After the meal, Zhao Ya, with the already packed Zui'Er, prepared to say goodbye and leave.
