"Young Master Ye doesn't fall for this trick?"
The man suddenly leaned close to her face, his eyes burning with intensity, "I do."
"The esteemed Young Master Ye always has a great capacity for tolerance; no one can compare to you," Ye Anqi continued to flatter.
Ya Shitian pretended to snort coldly, "My tolerance isn't that great, so don't make me angry in the future."
"I shall obey—" Ye Anqi said earnestly.
Seeing her like that, Ya Shitian found it all kinds of amusing.
Then he couldn't resist kissing her lips...
The night was eerily dark.
This was a corner of the city.
The whole street was filled with small pubs, yet the lighting on the street was dim and dark.
The people in the pub were a mixed bunch, with many coming from the darker side.
There was no one in the alley behind the bar.
A man staggered out from inside, clearly having had quite a bit to drink.
Click, click—
The sound of high heels striking the pavement drew closer.
