In Longxin Hotel, Yi Zheng held a wine glass in one hand and unbuttoned his suit with his other hand. He glanced coldly at Song Chen, who had casually placed his arm on him.
Song Chen tactfully took his hand away and smiled apologetically as he smoothed the creases on his shoulder. He carefully probed, "My sister went to look for you last night, but you didn't see her?"
"Not free." Yi Zheng looked around coldly. His expression improved when he didn't see Song Zhi hiding behind a corner and peeking at him.
Song Chen scratched his head awkwardly and couldn't help but speak up for his sister. "She's just too clingy to you. She's even clingier with you than she is with her biological brother. Don't be calculative with her on my account, right?"
Yi Zheng turned to look at him mockingly and looked down at him from above. "Why should I do it on your account?"
