Solidarity

Early the next morning, Yang Lin had to drag himself from the bed, wincing from the splitting headache that came from having an hangover after the previous day's alcohol consumption. After showering and changing his clothes, along with other grooming and a nice pair of black shoes, Yang Lin was now ready to meet with the man he spoke on the phone with the night before.

Bit of the conversation filtered through his mind, as his body stiffened from the thought that the other man could be someone be had to watch out for, a part of him rejected the thought that Lu Yi would rekindle his bond with the Zhang heiress and possibly lead to a deeper relationship.