This was Xiao Yifeng's first visit to Ye Yaxin's boudoir.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance and was very neatly arranged.
Xiao Yifeng opened the nearby wardrobe, and a dazzling array of clothes presented themselves before his eyes.
Xiao Yifeng chose a dress and left.
Having handed the clothes to Tang Shengyi, Xiao Yifeng walked out.
Meanwhile, in a presidential suite of a five-star hotel in Tianhai, Yue Feng sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, his eyes flickering with cold light. Standing in front of him were Song Yue and two men in suits, all pale-faced.
"Damn it!"
Yue Feng cursed coldly, emanating a mood of rage.
At that moment, the door to the presidential suite burst open, and Xu Ruhai hurried in.
"Young Master Yue, did you need me for something?" Xu Ruhai asked, looking at Yue Feng.
"Why didn't you tell me that Ye Yaxin is married?"
Yue Feng's gaze darkened as he stared at Xu Ruhai.
