"Oh, come on, doesn't even have the Lian family members' phone number—I thought they were so impressive, scared me to death." Cui Li was initially startled, but hearing Song Xiaodong's words, he relaxed again.
He smirked and said, "Really seems like something. Well, let me see how you make the Lian family avoid cooperating with us."
Song Xiaodong smiled faintly without responding. Shortly afterward, a text message arrived on his phone; he walked aside and directly dialed the number indicated.
Lian Qianqiu had been really agitated these past few days, his mood as bad as can be. Although he was just over fifty, he was relatively well-maintained and still needed some pleasure in that regard.
He had raised a young lover some time ago, and now that he suddenly lost his ability in that area, the family's experts tried everything but still couldn't solve the problem.
