Ye Wuge raised an eyebrow, acknowledging the man's understanding of what should and shouldn't be said.
"It's good you don't know. There are only so many people here. If I hear about it later..."
"No, absolutely not, even if I die, I won't." Manager Liu quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied.
Ye Wuge patted his shoulder, letting him leave.
With such an incident happening, they could no longer continue the meal.
After chatting for a while longer, the group then got up to say their goodbyes and left.
Ningning and Qian'ai having been away from home for a month, were sticking to Nuoyan and Xiao Chengyu.
An Ziqi helplessly poked Xiao Qian'ai's little face, worry written on her face as she glanced back in Ye Wuge's direction, then got on the car with Xiao Moli.
She had known Ye Wuge for so long, always finding him proud and sharp-tongued.
Before Jiayin returned, he seemed indifferent to everything.
It was as if nothing could hurt him.
