I'm short of money (3)

Rong Yan cursed in her heart, but she twisted her slender waist and raised her chin with a defensive yet gentle smile on her face."Mr. Liancheng, the men's room is next door."

Rong Yan sighed in her heart. This scene was shockingly similar to the previous time at miyin. After song Rouran left, Liancheng Yazhi appeared on stage. He must have heard everything she said to song Rouran just now.

Liancheng Yazhi put his hands in his pockets, a faint smile on his lips, and walked over unhurriedly.

With every step he took, Rong Yan felt her heart contract a little.

Let's put it this way. Liancheng Yazhi, who hid his emotions deeply, was the most terrifying. No one knew what kind of danger was hidden in his dark, vortex-like eyes. When he was completely close, the smile on Rong Yan's face had already stiffened.

Liancheng Yazhi finally walked in front of Rong Yan. There was no way out behind her.