After eating enough, Qin Yue turned to the person who was putting on a cold face and pretending to be profound speechlessly.
"Pretentious."
Pei Shi slowly lowered the document in his hand.
"What?"
"You heard me."
"Oh"
"Oh what, please?"
Catching him roll his eyes in exasperation, the corner of Qin Yue's lips twitched. How come he didn't realize he actually quite liked to tease Bai Jinhai before?
The atmosphere had just begun to lighten when footsteps echoed from outside.
A servant walked in.
"Young Master."
Pei Shi looked up.
"Hmm?"
"There's a gentleman asking to see Mr. Qin."
Qin Yue frowned.
"Me?"
"Yes. He refused to give his name."
Qin Yue's eyes sharpened slightly.
"Did he mention his purpose?"
The servant shook his head.
"He only said Mr. Qin would know him."
Silence fell over the dining room.
Qin Yue slowly placed his chopsticks down.
"I'll go."
Pei Shi pushed his wheelchair back.
"I'll come."
"There's really no need."
"There is."
