The lights of the night were exceptionally brilliant.
Song Yi inadvertently lifted her eyes and, amidst the bizarre lights, saw Tang Si standing in front of the barbecue stand owner with a very unpleasant expression.
She didn't know what the owner had said.
The man's brows furrowed, and he lifted his hand, ready to throw a punch.
Song Yi was startled and quickly stood up, "Tang Si!"
The fist stopped just two or three centimeters from the barbecue stand owner because of Song Yi's shout.
He turned his head and looked in Song Yi's direction, his peach blossom eyes filled with subtle dark emotions under the light, not a trace of brightness.
Seeing that gaze, Song Yi's heart sank, but noticing the man's hand had paused, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.
But the next second, perhaps seeing she was unharmed, he turned back, his peach blossom eyes narrowing, his expression both stern and wild.
