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translator: Eve
editor: xiin

Because Xiao Shenglin had yet to make a full recovery, Zhou Nan chose a vegetarian restaurant.

The vegetarian restaurant was located inside a Suzhou style garden. The garden was not very big but it had a bridge, running water, a rock garden and potted plants. Every detail was exquisite, and it was like the landscape changed with every step he took. Song Xuanhe was rather surprised; he had lived in the Capital for so long, but he had never been aware that such a place existed.

Zhou Nan was in no mood to admire the scenery. He was curious, “What did you talk to your brother about? You didn’t fight, right? But if you weren’t fighting, why did you talk for so long? Your conversations usually end really quickly.”

“Says who?”

“You’re like that all the time. Remember when I went to the Song Group looking for you? You were talking to Lin ge while standing at the elevator. Lin ge asked you if you’ve eaten, you said ‘no’ and then you two just stared at each other silently. I nearly went mad with laughter from watching that.”

Song Xuanhe rolled his eyes before picking up his pace.

Zhou Nan chased after him and walked shoulder-to-shoulder with him. He turned to smile. “Did your brother tell you just what happened with Bai Mo? I’m really curious. Tell me.”

Song Xuanhe stopped walking. Zhou Nan did the same and said, “Come on, you’re not even willing to satisfy my curiosity over something as trifling as this? Why’d you become so ruthless after your trip….”

“…Hm?” Zhou Nan turned his head and looked straight ahead. He dragged the word ‘trip’, the tone gradually changing to a question. He then looked at Song Xuanhe pensively. “Looks like enemies meet on a narrow road, huh?”

Song Xuanhe glanced at him and looked at the person who had arrived in front of them. Bai Mo smiled. “Song Ershao, Zhou shao, long time no see.”

Zhou Nan raised a brow. There was ridicule in his brows as he smiled. “Indeed, long time no see. However, we’ve heard a lot about you.”

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Bai Mo’s smile changed. His gaze focused onto Song Xuanhe. “I heard that Ershao’s suddenly developed an interest in fashion design, and that you’ll be presenting your work at the upcoming fashion work. I’m looking forward to it. I hope you succeed.”

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“It’s our first time here,” Song Xuanhe said, “Because our friend is injured, he needs to eat lighter food. Bai shaoye, did you also come for the same reason?”

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Bai Mo grinned back. “I’m vegetarian, so I’m a regular here. But that can be considered one of the reasons why we came here.”

Song Xuanhe feigned seriousness before suddenly breaking out into a smile. “Since that’s the case, I should treat you two to a pot of tea.”

Bai Mo was taken aback, and Jiang Deyi also looked up quickly. Song Xuanhe’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “When I heard that Mr. Jiang’s injury had something to do with me, although I’ve only found this out recently, I’ve been curious to know why people have been saying this. Now that I’ve seen the victim and the person who has been spreading this information, I have to treat you to a meal. Can you satisfy my curiosity as the main character in these rumours?”