Chi Jing was somewhat surprised when he was notified to pick someone up at Tianqin Bay.
You see, he had been waiting near the private kitchen restaurant all afternoon, and Fu Youhan hadn't called him back.
Yet by evening, Fu Youhan was already at Tianqin Bay.
Moreover, when Fu Youhan emerged from Tianqin Bay, he exuded a satisfied and lazy demeanor.
What surprised Chi Jing the most was that the man had undone two buttons of his black shirt, revealing a distinct mark.
So, it seemed there was an answer to what Third Master Fu had been up to all afternoon.
Although Third Master Fu didn't say anything, Chi Jing felt his stomach was still full, stuffed with dog food.
"Third Young Master, where to now?"
Chi Jing's voice slightly dissipated the sense of satisfaction surrounding Fu Youhan.
"Night Color." Fu Youhan leaned back in his seat, his expression still lazily uncharacteristic of him.
Really, this afternoon had been the most absurd one in his life.
