Wang Ye, upon hearing about the more than two hundred men He Lei and Yang Junsheng had prepared for him, merely had a cold expression, exuding a murderous intent.
But worry, he had none.
That is to say, Wang Ye had a way to solve the problem.
Thinking of this,
Fang Cunshan couldn't help but speculate.
What was Wang Ye's secret weapon?
It brought him such calmness even in the face of more than two hundred people.
...
Wang Ye left Fang Cunshan's room, and Fang Feifei took one look at him, took the car keys, and walked to his side before moving ahead.
Her face bore a cool demeanor.
Wang Ye, seeing Fang Feifei's behavior, felt somewhat helpless.
Fang Feifei really was... so tsundere.
It was clear she wanted to give him a ride but just wouldn't speak to him.
She acted as if she didn't care about him.
Wang Ye took a few steps forward.
He caught up with Fang Feifei.
Taking out the pendant he had carved, which was in his pocket, he placed it before Fang Feifei and spoke:
