Leh Ying strolled along the beach and noticed that Liang Wenye had woken up earlier than her, or rather, he might not have slept at all. Miss Qomoto's room was empty, with hotel staff opening the windows to air it out and tidy up.
The Third Young Master Liang was lying under a palm tree on a hammock, playing video games, when he suddenly said to her, "Sent her off."
Three words, out of the blue.
"Hmm?" She didn't understand.
Liang Wenye said cryptically, "Nana Qomoto, she was sent away by someone he had arranged. She was in a bad mood, ran into him last night."
She wanted to ask for clarification, but Liang Wenye clearly wasn't inclined to explain further, just letting her know the person had left.
The next second, he effortlessly changed the subject, "Has Yi Jia contacted you these past two days?"
"You worried?" Leh Ying retorted.
Liang Wenye rested a hand behind his head, "Why would I be worried? She knows I'm here with other women."
