Go ahead and work. Don't worry about me." Li Yihan sat in the rattan chair opposite Ou Yan, quietly watching her busy work at the computer.Her slender fingers tapped the keyboard, responded to voice m..."Hello." Si Yecheng's voice became more formal, lacking the alluring tone from before, but his words held a hint of warmth.

Ah Heng knows, this gentleness, is because he’s under the big boss's light. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Is Yan Yan alright tonight" Si Yechen asked softly.

"Get in your car." Ou-yan turned the camera.

"Did you guys fight" Si Yechen's voice held concern, "Are you hurt"

"No."

Perhaps fearing he might be worried, Ou Yan added, "Just a few small-time thugs."

" Aheng was surprised. The boss called that 300-pound muscle boxer 'Little Brother'

And then there were dozens of Gennaro's men....t's simply beyond the pale!" Song Qiao Ying never expected Zhang Ju to be such a troublemaker, someone who delights in chaos. Furious, she said, "I let her go too easily back then. If I had known this...