This was the first time Tong Wenya had taken the initiative to ask him out. After Xiao Ye got the little bug, he was actually a little excited.
Jin Minzhe looked at the joy that could not be concealed in Xiao Ye's eyes. He was simply envious, jealous, and hateful.
"Yang, will you go?" Jin Minzhe asked.
"What? I'm not going. Are you going?" Xiao Ye's face darkened. Jin Minzhe was sweating profusely. It seemed like he would treat him as his love rival for the rest of his life.
Jin Minzhe cleared his throat and shrugged. "I still want my life."
In the past, all the operations of the Dragon God Organization were in black. They wore black masks. Jin Minzhe had seen the skills of his boss, Black Hawk, countless times. He was so impressed that he prostrated himself on the ground. He believed that no matter if it was strategy or skill, there was nothing that could compare to Xiao Ye.
"It's good that you know." Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows.