Hearing the voice, Evan Lin turned around and saw Yara Song striding quickly toward him from behind.
"What's up?"
Evan Lin looked at Yara Song in front of him, his gaze calm and utterly unruffled.
"Thanks for earlier."
Yara Song sensed the indifference and plainness in Evan Lin's eyes, and it stirred a strange, indescribable emotion deep inside her.
Just a moment ago, Yara was hoping this guy wouldn't cling to her, but now she suddenly felt an inexplicable urge—hoping he'd pay her a bit more attention.
"This incident had something to do with me. I wasn't really helping you, so there's no need to thank me."
Evan Lin shook his head, finished speaking, and turned to leave.
Seeing Evan Lin so crisp and resolute, Yara Song was stunned for a moment, her mind buzzing.
Were those things he said on the plane really not just an excuse to hit on her?
Now that she was taking the initiative to talk to him, how could he still act so aloof?
This was just too much—he didn't even appreciate her gesture.
Thinking this, Yara Song couldn't help but furrow her brows slightly.
She stood there in place, saying nothing more, just watching Evan Lin's back as he walked away.
"Let's see how many steps you can take before you turn around!"
"Let's see what excuse you'll use to come back and talk to me later!"
"Are you nervous inside? Do you really think this 'hard to get' act will make me call you back?"
Yara Song stood there, her thoughts spinning, a bit of stubbornness mixed in.
But as she watched Evan Lin's figure gradually recede, the boy showed not the slightest sign of stopping—he didn't even think about turning back.
That only made Yara feel even more stifled inside.
Why should she put up with this?
She watched as the boy's figure was about to disappear into the crowd.
Yara Song finally couldn't help herself and hurried forward a few steps.
"Wait!"
Yara called out.
"What now?"
Evan Lin turned and looked at her, frowning slightly: "If you've got something to say, say it quickly. I'm busy and don't have time to waste."
Hearing Evan's words, Yara was clearly taken aback.
The people around were also stunned for a moment.
"This guy doesn't even give Yara Song any face?"
Is this still some kind of 'hard to get' act? Honestly, it doesn't look like it. Maybe this guy really doesn't know who Yara Song is?
Damn, that's gutsy—he actually dares to talk to Yara Song like that!
The people nearby listened to Evan Lin's words and immediately stared at him in amazement.
"Uh..."
Yara Song took a deep breath: "Didn't you just say you know Serena?"
"Coincidentally, I'm staying at the same hotel as her. Want to come along?"
Yara had just called Evan Lin back, originally intending to thank him—and as a reward for stepping up, she decided to be generous for once and give him her phone number.
As for whether she'd respond if he contacted her later, that would depend on her mood at the time.
But Evan's response made it impossible for Yara to say what she originally planned.
She couldn't exactly give him her number after he just made it clear he found her annoying.
"You have no idea what kind of force the Dunn Group is. Your contract problem is settled, but this kid has clearly made an enemy of the Dunn Group. If you bring him to the hotel now..."
Victor Wu's voice was tinged with anger: "If the Dunn Group finds out, do you really think they'll let you and me off?"
"But he just helped us out of a jam."
Hearing Victor's words, Yara Song hesitated and replied instinctively, "If it weren't for him, I'd probably still be stuck dealing with that guy right now."
"This whole mess started because of him—he even admitted it himself!"
Victor's voice was low as he turned to Evan Lin: "Listen, let's just treat today's incident as if it never happened."
"Whatever issues you have with the Dunn Group, you deal with them yourself. This has nothing to do with Yara!"
"And another thing—don't act like some big shot around here!"
"You said you know Serena? Fine, go find her yourself!"
"If you really know her, there's no reason you wouldn't have her contact info. If you do, then contact her yourself—stop following us, and stop thinking about Yara!"
After finishing, Victor dragged Yara Song toward the car.
Yara's expression shifted several times. She glanced at Evan Lin, mouth open as if to say something, but before the words could come out, Victor shoved her into the car.
The driver started the car and sped off with Yara and the others.
"Hey, kid, if you ask me, you should just buy a return ticket now—leave Hong Kong before the Dunn Group reacts, or you'll be in for a world of trouble."
Someone walked over, looking at Evan Lin, and earnestly advised him.
"I came, so I'll stay. It's no big deal."
Evan Lin shook his head.
Hearing Evan's words, the man said nothing more.
The crowd gradually dispersed. Evan Lin stood there for a moment, then took out his phone and called Queenie Tong.
The phone rang twice before it was answered.
"Ah, you finally remembered me! It's been ages since you called!"
On the other end, Queenie Tong's voice was full of surprise and joy. Evan also heard Yvette Locke's voice chiming in beside her.
"Are you in Hong Kong right now?"
Evan Lin got straight to the point.
"We're planning to go to Hong Kong because my sister is attending a film festival, but our flight's delayed so we haven't taken off yet."
Queenie replied instinctively, then paused, surprised: "How did you know?"
"I'm already in Hong Kong. Which hotel are you staying at? I'll head over first."
Evan Lin checked the time—still early. He'd just arrived and definitely needed a place to settle down.
Once he was settled, he'd go find Victor Zhou and the Hong Kong Li Family to demand an explanation.