"Okay, this has become our love's promised place."
Ye Xiong saw Yang Xiaoqiao's beautiful hands resting on the table and couldn't help but reach out, wanting to hold them.
Yang Xiaoqiao thought about pulling away, but she didn't, shyly lowering her head.
Just as Ye Xiong was about to grasp Yang Xiaoqiao's hand, the phone rang inappropriately.
Ye Xiong was very disappointed, thinking it was a call from Yang Xinyi, but unexpectedly, it was He Mengji calling.
"Excuse me, I need to take this call," Ye Xiong said as he walked aside to answer.
"Little Mengji, calling me late at night—couldn't sleep because you're thinking of me?" Ye Xiong asked with a laugh.
He Mengji was already numb to Ye Xiong's shameless opening lines and went straight to the point: "Ever heard of the Cloud Guild?"
"Heard of it, it's a big gang in the southeast provinces with considerable power, and its boss is Zhao Wuji."
Having been with the Dragon Group, Ye Xiong was quite clear about Huaxia's forces.
