Wei Qi's cell phone rang. He drunkenly took it out of his pocket and saw that it was Wei Ling calling. Annoyed, he snapped, "Calling me so late at night, what a bother!"
At this point, a nice, low voice sounded in front of him. "Who is Wei Qi?"
Someone nudged him. "Young Master Wei, someone's looking for you."
"It's a girl."
Wei Qi looked up while still heavy-headed. He saw a figure in a hoodie and jeans, but the casual clothing did not mask the imposing wild aura. The girl looked pretty young, probably 18 or 19 years of age, and she had a really pretty face. Her eyes were dark and her hands were in her pockets as she leaned against the wall.
Wei Qi's eyes were glued to her. He ignored the ringing of his cell phone and smiled with ill intention. After whistling at her, he called out, "Beautiful girl, looking for me?"
"You're Wei Qi?"
