Xing Lin rolled his eyes. "Forget it. I'll continue to invite him. I don't believe that Master Rizhao won't appear!"
After that, Xing Lin turned around. "Ah Zhe, go home and rest first. Wait for my call!"
Jiang Zhe pursed his lips. He didn't agree or disagree.
The few of them left the teahouse with their thoughts. Yu Zhao sat in the car, watching Xing Lin and Jiang Zhe's backs. A mysterious light flashed in her eyes.
"Z, are you letting him go just like that?" Lu Kun, who had been silent all this while, said in surprise, "I think the one who looks like a pretty boy is a little interesting."
"How can we let them off so easily?" Yu Zhao chuckled and played with the mini recording pen in her hand. Then, she handed it to Lu Kun. "Go and investigate Jiang Zhe's true identity. I want to know that."
Lu Kun nodded and immediately understood. "Roger. Leave this matter to me. I'll investigate it immediately."
