Three in the morning.
Xu Jingxi left the hotel, his body free of any scent of alcohol.
He was rubbing his aching neck.
Encountering Liang Wenye, the latter abruptly took hold of his companion's hand, stepped aside, bowed his head in silence, and merely said, "Good evening, Mr. Xu."
The Crown Prince glanced at him fleetingly, and the other man dared not look up.
He smiled—it was genuinely amusing.
There was a vast disparity in their auras, and Liang Wenye didn't dare show any reaction and watched as Xu Jingxi got into the oncoming car.
The hotel was cool and refreshing, yet Liang Wenye's back was drenched in sweat, only relaxing when the Audi Huoxi had driven far away.
This was the first time Liang Wenye had faced the mastermind behind his family's manipulation and acquisition, Mr. Xu, since the takeover by Enterprise First Pharmaceutical Liang Family started.
They have WeChat, phone numbers, but no contact—a truly cold relationship.
