The whiny call made Liu Dajun grin from ear to ear, and he immediately got out of the car to escort his delicate wife out.
Avi's dazzling high heels touched the ground, and she cozily leaned on her husband's shoulder. She didn't see Li Beicheng towering in the distance, instead, she eagerly turned her gaze onto Yan Xiaye. "You know, Xu Mo, I understand why you want to climb the social ladder, but you've got to be mindful of who you're dealing with. You don't want to end up getting nothing and causing a scene."
"Avi, what are you talking about?"
Xu Mo furrowed his brows, perplexed as to why Yan Xiaye was in Avi's car, and suspiciously asked, "What did you do to Yan Xiaye?"
