Meanwhile, Tang Feng had flipped through the menu and ordered a few slightly spicy dishes. He turned a blind eye to Charles and the young man. His deal with Charles had already ended; therefore, in his mind, so had their relationship. Now, whoever Charles wanted to sleep with had nothing to do with him, just like how Charles had nothing to do with who he dated.
“President Lu, can I move into the dorms this afternoon?” Tang Feng asked turning to Lu Tian Chen, his mind already moving on to different things. He didn’t want to move during the night. After moving his things into the dorm, he’d have to unpack and put them away. Spending the whole night arranging things would be bothersome.