Yang Chen still wore a concerned expression as he watched Yu Qiao's car as it drove away. When the car was out of sight, his initial worry instantly vanished, leaving no trace on his face at all. It was replaced with a grin.
A wide and dangerous grin that Mo Lihua probably would not expect from Yang Chen at that moment. Yang Chen began to chuckle, eventually laughing so hard and loud that his stomach started to hurt. He didn't even care if other people would look at him strangely.
When he was able to compose himself, Yang Chen hopped into his car to drive away from the bar. He had other things to do, especially now that things were in his favor.
"Ring! Ring!"Yang Chen frowned in irritation at the sound of his phone ringing. After putting on his earpiece Yang Chen answered the phone.
"What?" he asked, indifferently. If he wasn't in a good mood at the moment he would probably have rudely dropped the call.
