I don't know who is being implied here.
Mo Tingshen laughed, "Brother Jian and I bullied him, why is he venting on you?"
Bo Yanching forcefully pulled off his tie, downed the glass of alcohol beside him, and cursed hoarsely, "Needs a lesson!"
Mo Tingshen silently refilled his glass.
Li Jian didn't join their banter, instead, he kept watching the door.
His intuition was very accurate, this was the first time he doubted himself.
He always felt a distant yet close hostility toward Nan Jiaojiao, but couldn't recall if he knew her from anywhere else besides their two meetings. Her demure demeanor indeed resembled a naive little girl.
No one had ever successfully pretended in front of him.
He planned to visit Rongcheng City again when he found the opportunity, determined to uncover any flaws.
Yaen Chi returned to the room, humming a tune, with a mischievous gleam in his eye, intentionally provoking Bo Yanching with his gaze, then suddenly rushed over.
