Wen Ruyue's expression didn't change much, but Li Juan's scowl and murderous aura made it seem as if she were Wen Ruyue's boss. Offending Wen Ruyue might be a small matter, but offending Li Juan meant this affair was far from over.
「Huaihai Hotel.」
Wen Ruyue and Li Juan met with Long Qingwen. He was a rotund, middle-aged man of about fifty, with a receding hairline and a smile that revealed a mouth full of yellow-stained teeth.
"Ruyue, long time no see." The man was none other than Long Qingwen, and he greeted Wen Ruyue with feigned charm. "You've finally decided to come see your brother Long."
Wen Ruyue politely shook his hand. However, once Long Qingwen took her hand, he seemed unwilling to let go. He squinted his naturally small eyes and deliberately rubbed her hand with his.
Wen Ruyue felt so sick she could have thrown up last night's dinner. But what could she do? She was the one asking for a favor.
