Right beside him, his daughter was holding onto his arm, just standing there quietly, looking a bit confused and at a loss.
Yang Xuan reached out and gripped Ye Chen's hand hard.
"Take care."
Yang Xuan only said two words, but every syllable came from the bottom of his heart.
"Come have a drink with me when you've got time, Yang."
Ye Chen said with a goofy grin.
"If I ever get the chance to go to Southeast City, I'll definitely come find you, don't worry."
Yang Xuan smiled as well.
Qian Qian suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's ear and leaned in to whisper a few words.
"I suddenly think you're really fun, little brother. How about we tweak the bet—if you lose, you belong to me, how's that~"
Who was Ye Chen? A battle-hardened tough guy. Faced with this kind of thing, of course he just scoffed.
"Heh, Qian, we'll talk when you actually beat me. And by the way, I think you bought your bra one size too small."
