Leng Zimo smiled, not bothering to explain.
"L" wasn't his name, but it certainly represented him.
In Luo Xiaoqian's phone book, this letter had once represented him. It wasn't just his initial, but also Luo Xiaoqian's initial, and even Luo Xiaoqian's company was named L&L.
This letter held great significance for both him and Luo Xiaoqian.
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Second floor, study.
Luo Ke sat in the high-backed chair behind the desk, his long fingers interlaced, watching Leng Zirui leaning against the windowsill through the table.
"Lei Wenting, is he 'Tiger Lei'?"
"Yes, that's him." Leng Zirui lazily puffed out a smoke ring, "He wants to recruit me."
"And what about you?" Luo Ke's pupils narrowed slightly.
"What do you think?" Leng Zirui turned his face, looking at Luo Ke through the light blue smoke.
If Leng Zirui truly wanted to ally with Tiger Lei, he wouldn't have told Luo Ke this. Leng Zirui's intention was obvious, he was showing his loyalty.
Luo Ke met his gaze, then smiled.
