6:00 PM.
At a barbecue restaurant hand-picked by locals.
In a private room, Lin Chu and Bai Weiwei had arrived early. The charcoal was already lit, and the mushroom broth in the dual-sided hot pot wafted an enticing aroma. Plates of meat had been ordered, and the alcohol was ready.
The two had talked for a long time by Erhai Lake that afternoon. Lin Chu was quite grateful to her. In a way, she had given him a significant spiritual revelation, allowing him to experience a thought process of "looking inward when faced with failure" from a third-person perspective.
However, for Bai Weiwei herself, her feelings at this moment were rather complicated.
'You were an unintentional breeze passing through the hall, yet your lonely pride summoned a mountain flood.'
Thinking back on it now that she had come to her senses, her original goal had just been something like a prank—a game of human nature.
But... she had lost control.
