"Can I choose not to answer?" They barely knew each other; she had no reason to discuss her family with a mafia member.
Yamamoto Yu chuckled but didn't reply.
Ji Wei thought this old man was somewhat enigmatic. His depth of scheming was profound, and he often asked strange, inexplicable questions.
Seeing she had no intention of continuing the conversation, Yamamoto Yu didn't press further and began striding towards the living room. "Miss Ji, there's no need to hurry away. Tonight, at the underground boxing ring, you'll be able to meet the person you wish to see."
After pausing for a moment, Yamamoto Yu turned back with a smile. "Of course, Miss Ji, you can also choose to leave now. My doors are always open for you."
Watching Yamamoto Yu's figure disappear into the living room, Ji Wei stood there, still a little dazed.
Did Yamamoto Yu mean she could see Mo Qian tonight?
