Although he sounded casual, he dared not let his guard down, fearing that Fujimoto Ryosuke's whereabouts would be revealed since he was still on the top of the wanted list.
"Hi!" Fujimoto Ryosuke responded.
Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up the phone, pulled Mrs. Qingshui over, and kissed her fiercely, bursting into laughter.
He had many subordinates, but not many friends.
Fujimoto Ryosuke was one of them.
Mrs. Qingshui felt puzzled, but seeing that Aoyama Xiu Xin was in a good mood, she also mustered a sweet smile and happily joined him.
In this lifetime, for the sake of survival, one has to choose whether to toil like an ox or horse, or to flutter like a chicken or duck. There was nothing wrong with selling smiles to Aoyama Xiu Xin for her son's sake.
The car quickly arrived at a five-star hotel, where Panasonic Tiger had booked a luxurious suite for him.
