C1911 I Want to Invite You to My House

In a quiet corner of the hall, Wang Bulang took a contemplative sip of his drink, his gaze fixed on the unfolding drama backstage.

"Could a woman be Ye Hong's Achilles' heel?" he pondered silently.

...

Though the pretense was a casual drink, Mo Tianlin clearly had pressing matters to discuss with Ye Hong.

Seizing an opportune moment