What kind of relationship?
She didn't even know who West was.
Just then, the restaurant door was suddenly pushed open.
An unhappy voice cut in over her, "She's my buddy!"
That voice was——
Rong Yan turned her head sharply and saw a casually dressed, sunny-looking big boy walk in, come up behind her, and wrap an arm around her shoulders. He said to the man next to her, "Little Demon Rong is a close friend of mine."
West, West, Rong Yan was at a loss for words.
Wasn't West just the English word for west!
She had wondered why West sounded so familiar; dammit, wasn't Lin Xinbei's English name West!
It seemed Nick knew Lin Xinbei, and the two were quite familiar.
Lin Xinbei pulled out the chair next to her, sat down with a plop, and ordered a glass of Lemon water. While the bartender went to pour it, he looked at the aloof man with practiced ease and started, "Aren't you back in the country to manage someone new? How about her?"
