Seeing that Ye Chen was not around, the smile on Fatty Feng's face instantly turned cold. "Where's Mr. Ye?"
"Which Mr. Ye?" Zhou Zheng's heart jolted, he had a bad feeling about it.
The expression of the rest changed too.
Could Mr. Ye he talked about be Ye Chen?
Fatty Feng frowned and said rather impatiently, "Who else can it be? Of course, I'm talking about that Mr. Ye who was at your gathering!"
A gasp was heard in the room.
Although they already knew that Ye Chen held an extraordinary identity, never had they expected the person in charge of the Auspicious Manor to come and serve him.
"H-He's gone!"
Zhou Zheng felt his scalp go numb.
'Ye Chen!'
'Who exactly are you?!'
'You were driving a Lamborghini earlier and now the Auspicious Manor's person in charge came here to serve you.'
"Gone?"
Fatty Feng seemed to be a little disappointed. He shook his head as he turned around and left.
