C169 No next Time

On the competition grounds in the center of the hall, Qian Tong was being beaten up by a few burly men.

"Mr Ye, what do you think of this place?" Faang Jiayi's voice sounded out.

Faang Jiayi sat opposite to her. She was wearing a black dress and her snow white shoulders were exposed.

She held a glass of red wine in her hand. Her rosy lips took a sip, then she put the glass down