Brother Jiayu, Hold Me Tight!

Uncle Wang's heart sank and his face grew pale.

He thought he had been so smooth… never had he anticipated that Sheng Yize would find out so easily.

That was right. He was the one who had reported to Sheng Qingyi about the relationship between Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia.

He had always been Sheng Qingyi's man. Despite driving for Sheng Yize, he was in fact an informant for his father.

"Uncle Wang, I don't think I need to educate you on 'out of the mouth comes evil,' do I?" There was no warmth in Sheng Yize's eyes. "From now on, you better stay ignorant of my and An Xiaxia's business. Pretend you know nothing about it whatsoever, or… heh…"

He chuckled in a cold voice and a chilly air seemed to fill the inside of the car.

"Yes…" said Uncle Wang deferentially as cold sweat covered his forehead.

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Sheng Yize then went back inside. Business in the cafe on the first floor was looking good today and Papa An was busy at the bar.