Ye Fan accompanied Qin Mengyao and Yang Xiaoting off the car, and the following security personnel were responsible for carrying the luggage. These security personnel were all female mercenaries, although in casual attire, they were armed, just well-hidden, and they exuded a valiant aura.
"Fan bro, you promised to go in with us. No backing out." Qin Mengyao was holding onto Ye Fan's arm, acting coy.
Ye Fan laughed, "When did I say I'd accompany you inside? I just said I'd send you in..."
Qin Mengyao lightly huffed, "Fan bro is twisting words around. You don't know, we were so nice to you just now. You have to reward us a bit, or Xiaoxiao and I will feel short-changed."
Yang Xiaoting's face flushed with embarrassment, "Yaoyao, don't say that in public."
"What public? No one else can hear. Even if they do, how does it matter? They don't know what's going on anyway." Qin Mengyao replied.
