When Fu Mo hurried to the bar, he saw Lei Yu leaning over the table, enthusiastically talking to the man sitting opposite her.
His eyebrows twitched slightly; when they were together, she never seemed so carefree, or was it because she had drunk alcohol?
"You must be Mr. Fu, right? I'm Wang Wei, the one who called you." Clearly, the man had guessed his identity through his eyes, and before he stepped closer, the man stood up and extended his hand in a friendly manner.
Fu Mo took two quick steps, grasped the other person's hand and gave it a gentle shake, with a polite smile at the corner of his lips: "Mr. Wang, I really appreciate it today."
"You actually came over?" Lei Yu glanced up at Fu Mo, "I thought you wouldn't care even if I died outside."
"What nonsense are you talking?" Fu Mo frowned slightly and reached out to pull her, "Come on, I'll take you back."
"Hah!" Lei Yu scoffed, "Leaving without settling the bill? Who do you think you are?"
