Jialan nodded, clearly satisfied with his straightforward and candid attitude.
Ye Wuge clenched his fists so tightly they almost burst, his face dark and frightening. After exchanging greetings with Nuoyan, he got up and walked straight out the door.
Jiayin bit her lip and glanced at his retreating figure before turning away again.
After leaving the Xiao Family, Ye Wuge called Yun Yi directly and then headed to the bar.
As soon as he walked in, a group of women surrounded him, laughing coquettishly.
"Get lost."
Without even looking at them, Ye Wuge went straight to their usual table.
Those women, accustomed to Ye Wuge's usual carefree demeanor—his playful teasing and wild temperament—were startled by his sudden icy attitude. Most hesitated and didn't dare approach.
