Zhou Yunsheng followed Wen Zhiyao's gaze, inadvertently locking eyes with Jiang She.
The man's possessiveness constantly pushed his boundaries, a voice in his heart kept telling him, Zhou Yunsheng, you should snatch Wen Zhiyao back.
Immediately after, Zhou Yunsheng wrapped his arms around Wen Zhiyao's shoulders, looking at her with a playful smile.
He curiously asked, "I remember you once said you didn't like going to bars, did you come this time for me?"
Wen Zhiyao definitely had a reason for coming here, if it was not for him, Zhou Yunsheng, it was certainly for Jiang She.
"Work requirement." Wen Zhiyao answered officially, too lazy to explain further.
She shrugged off the hand on her shoulder, just as she was about to stand up and leave, an arm slipped around her waist.
The next second, Wen Zhiyao unsuspecting, fell into Zhou Yunsheng's arms. The surrounding timely erupted into whistles.
