Ye Long's eyes lit up when he saw the envelope Leng Feifei threw on the table. Could this be a love letter from Jinghua to himself?
Ye Long felt that it was very possible. As a suave and dashing man like himself, it wouldn't be strange at all to be pursued by a beauty!
"What's this? Jinghua, could it be you have a crush on me and are too embarrassed to confess, so you wrote me a love letter?" Ye Long said to Leng Feifei with a teasing tone.
Leng Feifei was speechless, not knowing what to do with Ye Long, this Slick. Could he get any more narcissistic?
Then, with a helpless look on her face, Leng Feifei said, "Be serious for a moment. I found this envelope on my car window. Take a look."
Ye Long nodded, sensing there must be something wrong, or Jinghua wouldn't have such a serious expression. He then picked up the envelope and opened it.
Inside the envelope was a piece of paper, and Ye Long immediately took it out.
