Finally hanging up the phone, Xue Haitang glanced at the man beside her with a sense of relief.
She wanted to speak, but the man's expression was terrifyingly grim, exuding an aura of "stay away, those who come near perish." It scared her into silence.
It wasn't until the car was about to reach their destination that Xue Haitang couldn't help but ask, "Do you know why Uncle Tang invited us over tonight?"
The man beside her remained dauntingly silent, seemingly unsure if he had heard her.
Xue Haitang could only purse her lips and continue speaking to herself, "You haven't forgotten what we agreed on earlier, right?"
The only response she got was silence.
Xue Haitang, slightly frustrated, ruffled her hair and suddenly felt a weird admiration for that woman.
