Xu Ke didn't say anything, simply stood up and left the seat, but as he was about to exit the door, he left Sheng Yi with a meaningful smile.
The door closed, and the compartment became quiet.
Sheng Yi picked up a pack of cigarettes from the table, took one out and held it in his mouth, looking at Sheng Wenhao, who was still sitting dutifully by his side. Sheng Yi's face showed a look of impatience mixed with disgust.
"What are you still sitting here for? Hurry and catch up to him, don't forget why we brought you back from Africa! You don't really think you're back to enjoy life, do you? Now, get going." Sheng Yi kicked the chair Sheng Wenhao was sitting on, speaking in a hostile tone.
The sound of the chair scraping against the floor was particularly grating, making the listener involuntarily frown.
Sheng Wenhao didn't say anything, got up from the chair, opened the door, and followed him out.
