When they said "a drink," it truly was just one drink.
Waiting for Ye Wan to finish off the bowl of crab, Lu Changchuan had his last sip of wine and then left with the bowl in hand.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to take the trash with him.
Looking up at the moon above and then at the clean and quiet living room, Ye Wan stretched lazily and turned to go to the study.
Hei Yan was right, it's dumb not to make money when you can!
Think of that Shenyuan as a plump lamb sent by heaven for her hot pot.
She turned on the computer and logged onto the dark web.
Ye Wan sent a message to Shenyuan.
As soon as Lu Changchuan stepped out of the elevator, he received a call from Rong Qian.
The voice on the phone was excited yet annoyed, "Ninth Master, Night has made an offer!"
"How much?"
"5... 50 million."
Lu Changchuan was silent for a second.
