Chu Munan also turned his head to look behind Song Qiao, his smile freezing instantly, his eyes darkening.
That man... really is everywhere, isn't he?
Seeing Chu Munan's reaction, Song Qiao immediately had a certain idea flash through her mind, 'Lu Jingchen is here'.
The moment this realization hit her, her body involuntarily stiffened, but before she could react, a deep and familiar voice came from above her head, "Do you mind if I sit here?"
Chu Munan looked up at the man in front of him wearing only a white shirt, bereft of his sharp demeanor from the day, a faint smile on his lips but his voice laced with a cold laugh, "What if I said I mind, would you not sit with us?"
Lu Jingchen glanced at him indifferently, his expression unchanged as he crisply responded, "No."
With that, he drew a chair over to himself and sat down next to Song Qiao, precisely between her and Chu Munan, assuming his place as if it were a given.
