"Miss Ye is really... quite calculating!"
Lu Changchuan's smile was resigned.
"Anyway, we are now grasshoppers on the same string!"
Ye Wan spread her hands fearlessly, "You are pretending to be the mysterious tycoon on the third floor of Tian Xuan Auction House, and I, knowingly, came to put on airs. If Han Bolin is dumb enough to be fooled, we'll be in peace. Otherwise, whoever slips up first will be the one in trouble."
"But, anyway, you don't go out often, so he can't catch you, rest assured..."
Comforting Lu Changchuan, Ye Wan glanced at the time, puzzled, "You've been lost for so long, why hasn't your family called you yet?"
Without changing his expression, Lu Changchuan glanced at a corner behind Ye Wan.
Even though he couldn't see clearly, just by seeing those few shadows moving back and forth in that small area, Lu Changchuan knew it was undoubtedly those fools.
"Hey, could it be..."
Ye Wan hadn't finished speaking when she heard a rush of footsteps.
