Mo Yuhan turned towards the source of voice with unsurprised eyes. He had spotted him the moment he walked towards them, "Ethan," His voice cold as usual.
The man named Ethan smiled, "Chill, man. Why are pulling a long face? By the way, who do we have here? You guys are up to some fun?" He asked, his chin pointing towards Tang Li, whose back was visible to him
Ye Lan smiled, "Of course not, this lady here pretended to know Brother Mo, she was even acting intimately with him but he did not know her," So what if Li Yu was the woman's bodyguard, it doesn't prove that she is extremely close to Mo Yuhan like she is showing off.
Ethan Allen squinted, his hawk-like eyes observing the people sanding in the dark corner of the bar, under the shadows of the dim lightings, "Our President Mo has got that charm. Isn't it, Miss Ye?"
