The two of them sitting here probably made all the staff members too intimidated to stay around.
Jiang Yisheng glanced at the wall clock; it was already past eleven.
"Okay, wait for me a moment," he said.
As soon as the words fell, he ran into the inner room, and soon, he emerged wearing a mask.
Not forgetting to put on his hat and sunglasses.
Jiang Yisheng touched the brim of his hat and shouted to the work staff, "Everyone go ahead and have lunch, I'm stepping out for a bit."
No sooner had the three left the lounge than everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Oh my God.
They actually got to see Li Wuye and Black J up close.
The two of them were truly perfect for each other.
...
The early morning was cool, with the leaves of the plane trees in the courtyard rustling softly in the breeze.
Mo Yu lifted her cup and took a small sip of coffee, its bitter and astringent taste numbing her taste buds.
