The atmosphere of the meal was inexplicably heavy, but Jian Ai felt that the distance between her and Brother Wu Bi had shortened.
She said everything she needed to say and encouraged Brother Wu Bi to take that step bravely.
As for what Brother Wu Bi would do, Jian Ai believed he would figure it out.
In the taxi on the way back, Jian Ai was looking out of the window at the neon lights in a daze. She seemed to still be in the same mood from the restaurant just now. She continued to be sad for Brother Wu Bi and Uncle Wu.
The sound of the phone pulled Jian Ai's thoughts back. Jian Ai came back to her senses and took it out. It was Ji Haoyu.
Pressing the call button, Jian Ai said in a low voice, "It's so late. What's the matter?"
On the other end of the phone, Ji Haoyu could hear the dispiritedness in Jian Ai's tone. He couldn't help but quickly ask with concern, "What's wrong? You don't sound happy!"
