Bai Chuwei smiled radiantly, standing behind Duan Feihan, her fingers continuing to write on his back.
Bai Chuwei: I want to smash that woman too.
The man didn't speak, causing Bai Chuwei to become slightly doubtful, and she wrote on his back—"Can't you recognize the words I'm writing?"
Duan Feihan turned his head to look at her, a hint of helplessness appearing in his dark, deep eyes: "I'll help you later."
Duan Xingye hurried over, confused: "What's wrong?"
Tong Yunrou was almost going crazy. She suddenly regretted it!
Why on earth did she bring Duan Xiuqi here? It was clear that General Manager Qi had invited them for dinner today...
Seeing the gaze from Duan Xiuqi, Tong Yunrou felt regret to the point that her guts turned green!
What in the world was this situation?
Who in Haicheng didn't know that the Third Master of the Duan Family was waiting for the woman who ran away twenty years ago?
