"Wow, it's Mr. Wei Huandong," he said, not knowing you'd come to my gym . . . "
Wei Huandong wanted to say something else but was overwhelmed by the gym executive's flattery. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingfei left, forcefully suppressing the resentment in his heart.
...
Meanwhile, in a luxurious resort villa in Jiangnan, three men were comfortably soaking in the hot springs, bare-chested.
One of the men had a chiseled face and starry brows, his handsome features easily making women's hearts flutter. His body was muscular and striking. This man was none other than Jiang Qi.
"How is it going with Think Tank Ye Chenfeng?" Jiang Qi picked up a glass of red wine floating on a delicate plate in the hot spring and sipped it lightly, asking with interest.
"Commander Jiang, I have approximately figured out Ye Chenfeng's background!"
