"Brother Bai, how have those two been dealt with?"
Jiang Chen didn't leave the bar; instead, he sat back down at the bar counter.
"Asked them to have a chat with our brothers from the Black community, broaden their horizons, and stop focusing all their attention on women."
Jiang Chen was taken aback, and a strange look crossed his face as he turned to Bai Haoran.
Bai Haoran, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary, took a sip from his glass and locked eyes with Jiang Chen.
"Young Master Jiang, why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's nothing."
Jiang Chen shook his head, lifted his glass of whiskey, and nodded towards the other man.
Bai Haoran, realizing what Jiang Chen meant, made a mock toast and said with a wry smile, "Young Master Jiang, don't get me wrong, I definitely don't have that kind of a fetish."
Jiang Chen smiled without responding, took a sip of his drink, and glanced over at Shi Qianxi.
