In the evening, at Swan Lake Restaurant…
Pei Qian sat in a quiet corner against the window, waiting for Ruan Guangjian to arrive.
"I wonder if he had fun on the roller coasters and pendulum rides. I wonder if he got scared when he entered the haunted house."
Pei Qian imagined Ruan Guangjian sitting on the pendulum rides, his face drained of all color and him screaming at the top of his lungs. At once, Pei Qian felt comforted.
Revenge was sweet!
He glanced at the clock. They should have arrived by now.
They had arranged to have dinner at 7 PM. According to Little Sun's past practice, they should have been here ten minutes earlier than the arranged time. Yet, it was already past 7 PM. Why hadn't they arrived yet?
Had it all been too much for Ruan Guangjian? Did he return to the hotel to rest because he had lost his appetite?
However, when Pei Qian checked his cell phone, there were no missed calls.