Huo Mutian acted as if he hadn't noticed his glances, not only did he not let go of his hand, but he also patted him on the shoulder: "Tell me, isn't this bad?"
Young and good-looking...
Isn't this just like another version of Lin Luang?
Fu Jinghen nodded: "Yeah."
Huo Mutian patted Fu Jinghen's shoulder again: "Since that's the case, tell me, shouldn't we be on guard?"
Fu Jinghen cut to the chase and asked Huo Mutian: "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"I just want to make a deal with you."
Huo Mutian looked around mysteriously, then leaned close to Fu Jinghen, but before he could say anything, Fu Jinghen pushed him away disdainfully: "Mr. Huo, speak clearly."
"You're so boring." Huo Mutian complained and lowered his arm that rested on Fu Jinghen's shoulder, then laid out his plan: "I'll have Fang Qinghe keep an eye on Wen Qiao for you, and you let Wen Qiao keep an eye on Fang Qinghe for me, then we exchange information, what do you think?"
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