He took a big step towards Ruan Qi, blocking Wang Leke's line of sight.
"May I ask why Young Master Wang has come...?"
Wang Leke glanced at everyone else, "...Uh, Miss Ruan, can we talk somewhere else?"
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In the agent's office, Shen Wenqian had just closed the door.
"My savior~!" Wang Leke let out a yell and lunged at Ruan Qi with his arms flailing.
Ruan Qi quickly dodged and casually grabbed a throw pillow to stuff into his arms.
"My savior~~~" Wang Leke clutched the pillow, his gaze a blend of excitement and admiration.
Ruan Qi sat on the couch, picked up an itch-scratcher from the coffee table, and poked him with it.
"Be serious when you talk, or I'll poke you~"
Thinking back to the pain of being poked five times by Ruan Qi yesterday, Wang Leke quickly toned down his exaggerated expression.
He bowed respectfully to her.
"Savior, I've come to thank you."
Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes blinked, and she looked him up and down, "You went to Nanhu Road? And got injured?"