The distinctive smell was no small matter, and the earlier crash had spoken for itself; the word "complain" immediately flashed across Bai Long's mind.
"What happened?" Li Zishen asked indifferently, casually picking up the tie from the sofa.
Upon hearing this, Bai Long immediately shut the door and returned, "It looked like Shen Yiming, and there was a woman with him, probably his wife."
Li Zishen nodded and continued tying his tie, his face showing not a trace of displeasure.
He certainly understood that Shen Yiming was deliberately provoking him. He also knew that as long as Leng Lingxiao was alive, there was no chance for him and Tang Xiaowan.
But in the end, after much thought, he still decided to accept Li Weilian's suggestion. Rather than taking the risk of assassination and making Tang Xiaowan hate him, he figured it was better to retreat and advance, to be friends, to take things slowly.
"Brother Shen, why don't we file a complaint?"
