Yves smiled slowly and didn't take his indifferent tone to heart. Afterward, he changed the front of the conversation and tentatively asked. "How have you been with Alena recently? Are you happy?"

When it came to this topic, Waylon always had a headache. He leaned back and nestled his head on the sofa, lost in a trance. He rubbed his side temple as his brows wrinkled in irritability. "Don't mention it, it's annoying."

"What? What happened? Don't you want to tell me?" Yves's mouth raised in humor but the smile on his face was extremely cold. The reason why he made this call is to test Waylon's bottom line and...