If it had been ordinary friends, the Butler would have been very pleased along with Ye Qingkun.
However, the two men downstairs were obviously not ordinary at a glance.
Not to mention their aura that was clearly not to be trifled with.
Ye Qingkun, having been in the Mall for so many years, had met many people with power and influence.
Ye Shaohua's mother's side was the same, yet none had the presence these two men commanded.
It was a very strange feeling.
In any case, the two sitting on the sofa exuded an air of being not to be provoked.
Especially seeing his own daughter chatting with these two formidable people, his curiosity grew even stronger.
"Who are these two..." As Ye Qingkun cut up some fruit and skewered them with toothpicks to bring to Ye Shaohua, he watched the two young men beside him with some wariness.
