Su Zixi calmly savored the rich taste of the red wine.
Of course, it was Young Master He, it could only be Young Master He.
Su Zixi could almost imagine the lazy, faint smile on Young Master He's face…
Maybe it was because of the wine, but she suddenly felt a bit flushed.
"Young Master He… He Jingyao?" Ning Yichen sneered, his hands involuntarily clenching.
Although the Ning Family's foundation was in the capital, Yangdong City, they had many interactions with the famous He Family. Therefore, he knew quite a bit about He Jingyao.
That man had shown a maturity and meticulousness far beyond his peers since he was a teenager. His father praised him endlessly and always attempted to collaborate with the He Family. After all, the Ning Family wanted to run for the next President, and financial support was essential.
