Tian Xingjian looked at the few followers outside the restaurant window, swirled the red wine in his glass, and smiled at Ann Lei, "My anti-eavesdropping device hasn't alarmed, we can talk freely. When are you going back?"
Ann Lei's smile was as sweet as a flower, but her words carried a tone of defiance, "Whether I go back or not is up to my boss, why do you care!"
Tian Xingjian took a sip of wine and smiled bitterly, "Stop playing around, it's too dangerous here. I've memorized the contact list you gave me long ago, and I've also met the local head. What are you still doing here?"
Ann Lei kept pushing the remaining steak on her plate with her fork, lowering her eyes to avoid looking at Tian Xingjian, "Why do you care? I have other tasks besides you. You should go worry about Milan." Her words carried a hint of jealousy, making Fatty sigh deeply.
