In the afternoon, He Yige received a call and hurriedly left.
Bai Yanliang called Mercury Night's owner, Xun Weimo, hoping he'd be free tomorrow to take a trip to Xiaqiao Street together.
Xun Weimo readily agreed.
"What's wrong?" Yu Sheng watched Bai Yanliang, who seemed thoughtful after hanging up the phone, and asked with curiosity.
"Nothing." Bai Yanliang slightly shook his head.
It was just a feeling. He always felt that there was something off about Xun Weimo.
When they first met, he casually glanced at that man.
He was very young, handsome, around twenty-five years old.
To be so young and own his own bar, one would say he's a winner in life.
However, last night, although the staff at Mercury Night had a good attitude toward Bai Yanliang and the others, when facing Xun Weimo, they hurriedly walked by, without even raising their heads to greet him, as if they couldn't see him.
This wasn't just a one-off; all the staff were like this, which was quite suspicious.
