Chapter 102 Men Like This Are Often Skilled Players

• "Leaving so early? It's not even dawn yet," Yixi said, lying in bed and looking at Futingshen. He was wearing a black shirt, neatly tucked into his pants, showcasing his slim waist and long legs.
• "I have to go. Don't rush into signing with the agency. I'll give you all the details when you come back. Take care of yourself," Futingshen replied.
• Futingshen bit his lip, his eyes half-closed, a faint haze of smoke lingering around him.