Chen Yang walked toward the Lounge Bar while dialing Li Hongming's number.
Although he had prepared for the worst, what if Qin Mo had just been playing and forgot the time? Courtesy before force was Chen Yang's consistent approach.
The call connected quickly. "I'm Qin Mo's brother-in-law, here to take her home. Can you..."
"Who are you? Wrong number!" an angry voice shot back, followed by the dial tone.
It seems I was being too optimistic. Chen Yang shrugged helplessly and walked into the Lounge Bar.
「Inside the Lounge Bar.」
Li Hongming, who was helping Qin Mo upstairs, angrily stuffed his phone into his pocket. How did that loser get my number? The thought was fleeting, and he didn't take it to heart. He's just a well-known loser who married into his wife's family to live off them. A trashy character like that is unworthy of a second thought.
"Young Master Li, have you run into some trouble?"
"Young Master Li, just let us know if you need help."
