The dim lighting in the restaurant was not very bright and formed a layer of dark light on the cold silhouette at the entrance. The man's expression was dark to the point it was almost murderous, and his aura was cold, making the air around him seem chilling enough to freeze everything around him into ice.
Zhang Yijun hurriedly stood up to welcome Mu Sihan when he saw him. "President Mu, have you eaten dinner? If you haven't yet, would you like to join us?"
Mu Sihan's deep gaze landed on Nan Zhi. She was not looking at him and was talking to Xia Xi, who was beside her with her head tilted towards her.
Zhang Yijun looked in the direction Mu Sihan was staring towards. He was about to say something when he saw Mu Sihan's tall body move and walk to the empty seat beside Zhang Yijun.
