Ye Guichen didn't answer. After entering, he closed the door.
Shang Wen Dong stood directly outside the door, like a statue, preventing anyone from entering.
"Excuse me, where should I put the funeral wreath I bought on the way here?" Ye Guichen smiled innocently, raising the wreath in his hand.
Wang Tianxing was well aware of Ye Guichen's methods and knew his terror. His throat moved nervously, but he didn't dare to refute, and he woodenly pointed at the door.
Ye Guichen nodded and placed the wreath down: "Wang Tianxing, this should be our second meeting, right?"
"What, what exactly do you want?" Wang Tianxing asked in a trembling voice.
Ye Guichen didn't hurry. Seeing two beauties huddling aside and cautiously looking at him, he asked back: "I didn't interrupt your good time, did I?"
Wang Tianxing cursed inwardly.
Of course you interrupted my good time, but you're already here, why ask such nonsense.
"No, no!" He strained to force a smile on his lips.
