The Murderer Was Li Zhiwei

"My brother, I sympathize with you."

Yan Jun put his hand on Qie Wenyang's shoulder.

They fell in love with the same woman, but she already belonged to their boss. This is ridiculous.

"Go away, I'm nothing like you."

　　Qie Wenyang shook off Yan Jun's hand.

　　 At best, Yan Jun was too deep into the play to get himself out of it, but he couldn't help that he was attracted by Ye Tianxin.

　　"You can go chase Tianxin..."

　　 Yan Jun spread his hands and said, "We can't. Boss, You're the only one for Tianxin."

　　 Yan Jun opened a bottle of beer and comforted Qie Wenyang', "Don't worry, you might meet the right woman for you while you're studying abroad."

　　 "Then did you meet yours?"

　　 Qie Wenyang asked back.

　　 Yan Jun said, "I will meet mine."

　　 Compared to the cheerful atmosphere upstairs, the atmosphere downstairs was just gloomy. Jing Zhichen was eating pistachios in silence.