Just as Tong Liang had said, she could understand what Yi Juncheng meant with just a few words.
Over the phone, she suddenly said, "Hall Master, when can I see you?"
"Is it important?" The man's half-smile was very appealing.
Apart from Sheng Yang, Yi Juncheng had always been cynical when he spoke to others. No one could guess if he was sincere.
However, it was precisely this confusion that made him even more attractive.
"It's not important. But I think there are some things I can't explain to Tong Liang."
Yi Juncheng thought for a moment. "That's true."
Just as Zhou Feiyang was filled with hope, the man's low and magnetic male voice continued, "I'll send a smarter manager to contact you tomorrow."
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