Xu Fei's gaze instantly shifted to Bo Yunli, but there were many people at the dining table, so she held back and did not say anything immediately.
Su also supported his chin with one hand, as if he was very interested in Bo Yunli's past.
Fred first glanced at Bo Yunli, as if asking for his opinion.
Should he say it?
Bo Yunli swirled the red wine at the bottom of his glass meaningfully."There's nothing worth saying."
He rejected it.
That year, he was 18 years old. He was a rich man's son, but he made himself look unruly.
The collar of his shirt was a mess, and his sleeves were stained with blood. Compared to his current meticulous state, it was like heaven and earth.
Bo Zhan thought that he wanted to come to City Z to relax.
No one knew why he was here.
Even Fred had only found out later that he had come to City Z to confirm something.
He wanted to confirm whether his father's plane crash was a suicide, an accident, or a deliberate act.
