Loo Jinyang didn't dare to make a sound, only responded with a "yes" when Bo Yanching's gaze swept over him.
Bo Yanching lit a cigarette, holding it between his fingers while picking up chopsticks to eat the shrimp that was already cold in the bowl, "Why are you looking for me?"
"Asking now? Oh, thank you.
"Just asking casually, it's fine if you don't want to say anything."
His next sentence: "I heard you moved out from home?"
Loo Jinyang's eyelid twitched, "News travels fast? No way, I haven't had time to tell anyone, Third Brother, did you put surveillance on me?"
"That neighborhood you moved to, I gave a place to Han Chuan there last year, he saw you when he drove out this morning."
"I see." Loo Jinyang breathed a sigh of relief.
Scared me to death.
Then he suddenly felt something was off, "I didn't mean to come and complain to you, I was just passing by, it's mealtime, so I thought of eating with you."
"Yeah."
