Mr. Zhou was also observing her. Yan Xixi suddenly recalled the men she met during her time as a wine escort, a few drinks in, pretending madness, giving you a dollar's worth of advantage but wanting to gain a hundred from you.
But this Zhou character had eyes like a wolf. Though dressed impeccably and seeming quite respectable, there was an indescribable seediness to the core of him.
At this moment, Li Xianzhen arrived. He saw Yan Xixi speaking softly with a man; before he could utter a word, Zhou lowered his voice: "Excuse me."
Yan Xixi nodded lightly.
Li Xianzhen asked curiously: "Yan, you know this person?"
Yan Xixi casually replied: "I don't. Only noticed that his face resembles those from A Country."
