C61 Storm.
As soon as Aile entered the noisy bar, Chen Xing had already ordered her a meal. There was steak, baked bread, chili soup, fruit salad and red wine.
"Please sit," Chen Xing invited. However, there was still a trace of unease in Aile's eyes.
"I just want to treat you to a meal. I don't have any other intentions," Chen Xing smiled and said
