While Tang Luo was chatting away with Xu Fei, his phone rang.
He took it out and looked, laughing—the money was coming.
"Hello, Young Master Tan."
Tang Luo answered the phone, saying with a smile.
"Tang Luo, are you available this morning?"
Tan Rongyi didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point.
"This morning? Yeah, I am. What's up?"
Tang Luo lit a cigarette and blew a smoke ring.
"I've got the money ready. Let's start the treatment this morning!"
Tan Rongyi said in a serious tone.
"Ready? How come I haven't received it?"
Tang Luo raised an eyebrow.
"Wait until we meet, I'll transfer it to you then!"
"Heh, what, Young Master Tan doesn't trust me? Fine, let's meet then."
"Where shall we do the treatment?"
"Find a hotel, book a room, then send me the address," Tang Luo thought for a moment and said.
Upon hearing Tang Luo's words, Xu Fei looked at him with a strange expression.
Hotel?
Book a room?
And with a man?
Could it be that Tang Luo is...