On the second floor balcony of the bar, a deep gaze followed the departing car's shadow.
The man's dark eyes flashed a thin smile as he lazily tugged at the corner of his lips, "She is seriously looking for you, is it really okay to avoid her?"
If Yan Xiaye had been here, he definitely would have detected the man's dangerously seductive tone.
Bai Jinxin, whose whereabouts were unclear, sat in the rattan chair holding a glass of alcohol, her expression unmoving, "What's wrong with that? You also want her to stay away from Li Yuntang as soon as possible, don't you?"
"You're right," the man paused, squinting carelessly, "Second Master Li is very sharp. If you mess up the performance in a moment, our deal will be over."
"…I understand," Bai Jinxin lifted her gaze, unable to hide her wariness of the man.
What this bar represented to certain people in Jianghai, she knew far better than Yan Xiaye did.