Ye Heng watched Lu Manman intently as she spoke.
Lu Manman touched her cheek. "Does Young Master Ye have any questions?"
"Miss Lu, why do you think I will help you?"
"Aren't you Mo Yuanxiu's dissolute friend?" she asked.
Dissolute friend?!
Ye Heng laughed. "But Mo Yuanxiu didn't ask me to help you."
"You mean I have to call Mo Yuanxiu first?"
"No need." Ye Heng shook his head.
"Thank you," Lu Manman said directly.
"…" Ye Heng felt like he had been tricked by her.
"Consider this your wedding gift to me and Mo Yuanxiu. We can skip the money," Lu Manman said as she turned around to leave. But before she left, she seemed to recall something and turned to him again. "Give me your phone number."
Ye Heng reflexively gave her his number.
Lu Manman saved it and then made a call. "Please save my number. Call me if anything happens. Thank you."
With that, she left.
