129 129 I want to eat spicy hot pot _1

Wen Linyu and he were two completely different personalities, one indifferent and aloof, the other as gentle as a smiling tiger.

The middle-aged man, although reluctant to admit it, had to acknowledge that the other man was slightly better looking than Wen Linyu.

"Investigate it."

Wen Linyu savoured these few words.

Unfamiliar?

Either his family background wasn't good enough, or his family background was too good.

If the family background wasn't good enough, naturally few people would know him. If the family background was too good, naturally he wouldn't like to show his face.

Like him, the outside world rarely sees his true self, knowing this there are only a few people insider the circle.

"Understood, Young Master."

"By the way, be a bit more courteous to her next time, I always keep the position of Young Mistress of the Wen Family for her."

Wen Linyu suddenly said out loud.

Liking someone, naturally, involves understanding their preferences.