In a five-star private room in Qian Feng Hotel, B City.
"Sister-in-law, it's all thanks to you gracing us with your presence. Our captain has never treated us to a meal before."
Since they were out for dinner, everyone changed into casual clothes.
Mo Fei raised her eyebrows and looked at the man beside her who was occupied with ordering food for everyone. The man was a natural at ordering food; he remembered everyone's tastes. He treated his comrades like his own brothers.
Yet, Mo Fei could not help brooding—she was contemplating about what Qian Yikun meant by introducing her to his colleagues.
With her identity, was she supposed to befriend a group of police officers?
Had Mars crashed into Earth?
Was he nuts?
"We'll get these first. If it's not enough, they can add more themselves." Qian Yikun spoke as he handed the menu to the waiter.
"Okay, Young Master Qian. Would you like any drinks? Red wine, perhaps?"
"Hee—"
