Gu Sheng, standing to one side, noticed the odd tension between the two and raised an eyebrow, "Oh, do the two of you know each other?"
Ais smiled as he withdrew his hand, and laughed, "The fame of Young Master Jun is known in both black and white circles, who would dare not know him?"
Seeing Ais’s tact, Gu Sheng chuckled, his cheeks dimpling quite adorably:
"Young Master, why not join us for a couple of drinks? More friends, more paths, and who knows, we might even have the chance to collaborate in the future."
Jun Moyan’s gaze remained fixed on Ais’s face, his words cold and hard, "This friend of yours...I dare not make." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel·fıre·net
"Oh?" Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean by that?"
He had already noticed the tension between Ais and Jun Moyan.
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Gu Sheng slapped his forehead, "I remember now, a few days ago there was word on the street that Young Master Jun added someone to the blacklist, surely it isn’t..."
As Gu Sheng spoke, he did not consider how awkward the atmosphere could become, nor did he consider the precarious situation for Ais, speaking as if it were all a joke.
"I have some personal grievances with your friend here, Young Master Gu. I’ll be taking him with me," Jun Moyan said, not wanting to waste more words. After speaking, he immediately gave the order, "Qing Yi."
Qing Yi stepped forward two steps, approaching Ais, a silver handgun now apparent in his hand.
The gun was already pressed against Ais’s waist. "Come with us."
Ais kept his smile, showing no sign of panic.
"Uh...what is..." Gu Sheng blinked.
"Young Master Gu, be careful who you befriend, or you might get burned," Jun Moyan spoke, then carried Wen Xiao’ai towards the hotel’s grand entrance.
"Let’s go," Qing Yi nudged Ais’s side with the gun.
Ais shrugged his shoulders, obediently turned around, showing no intention of resisting.
Gu Sheng spoke up to stop them, then turned to look at the retreating figure of Jun Moyan, "Young Master Jun, this is my guest. It seems rather inappropriate to take him away so directly."
Jun Moyan stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked coldly at Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng, feeling uncomfortable under his stare, grinned sheepishly, "Young Master Jun, give me some face, how about you have someone wait at the door? After I finish dining with him, you can take him away?"
Ais twitched the corners of his mouth, "Young Master Gu, that’s a bit underhanded."
"Or perhaps you could go with Young Master Jun now, settle your private disagreements, and we can continue later?" Gu Sheng thought that would work as well.
Qing Yi and Jun Moyan looked at the two men’s way of conversing, somewhat curious.
What exactly is the relationship between these two?
"Then, we’ll have that drink another time," Ais said, and took the initiative to leave.
Gu Sheng’s gaze trailed over the retreating figures of Ais and Jun Moyan, then he pursed his lips, looked around, and his attention suddenly fixed on the pretty girl at the reception.
With a lick of his glistening lips, Gu Sheng smiled enchantingly, his dimples making him look very attractive.
He stepped towards the reception...
Once outside the hotel, Qing Yi pulled out a rope as thick as a pinky from the car’s trunk, tied Ais securely, and then rather roughly shoved him into the back seat.
Ais fell into the car seat, smiled helplessly, and then settled himself properly.
Jun Moyan, holding onto Wen Xiao’ai, got into the car and sat down next to Ais.
The car started and headed towards Wu Garden.
Ais found a comfortable position and asked, "Got a cigarette?"
His tone and demeanor bore no trace of self-awareness of being kidnapped.
Jun Moyan looked at him and asked coldly, "What benefit did Wuyang promise you?"