บท 887: Until Death Comes

Ye Shengge looked up and saw the man's handsome but cold face. She was so shocked that she couldn't hold her chopsticks.

Sun Ye couldn't help gasping.

Mr. York asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Ye Shengge calmed herself down and smiled at him. She then looked at Ji Shiting and hesitated. "You…"

Ji Shiting took the new dish from the waiter behind him and put them on the table. "Please enjoy."

The man looked at her with an ambiguous gaze.

Ye Shengge didn't know what he was up to, but since that man had pretended to be a waiter to serve the food, she had to pretend not to know anything.

She looked away and introduced the new dish to Mr. York.

Mr. York listened with a smile, but he was observing Ji Shiting.