Not a good face

Jiang Linfan looked straight at him, a bewitching light dancing in her eyes, "Young Master Yi, your method of entertainment is truly trendy, but, if you change your mind next time, you can find me."

"Heh —" The man chuckled. "You sure are thick-skinned!"

When the elevator reached the first floor, Yi Jingyan stopped and walked directly out.

Jiang Linfan's face flushed red, she looked at the man's leaving figure, her red lips, presumably she would not wait for long.

Yi Jingyan went back to the car, and when he touched his phone, he found a thin piece of paper in his bag.

It was a string of numbers and he threw it into the locker. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the building outside.

This woman still refused to give up her evil intentions.