Manager Chen had a clear memory of regular customers, he decisively shook his head: "Everyone is saying that Young Master Beichuan's wedding is drawing near, and he's been romancing his fiancée. He hasn't been showing up not just at The Red House but all other entertainment venues as well. I wonder what kind of woman could bewitch such a playboy like Beichuan—to the point of losing his mind—"
"Alright, get out." Ye Qilan interrupted Manager Chen's ramblings.
As Manager Chen was leaving, he stole a glance at Ye Qilan's expression. He wasn't sure if it was the lighting, but Mr. Ye's expression looked very grim.
The office returned to silence.
Ye Qilan gently pinched his brow, telling himself it didn't matter, it was just a woman. There was no shortage of women in this world, he could have any woman he wanted, it was just a woman, wasn't it?
