Vegas watches their interactions closely. He, too, is wondering what the relationship is here: bodyguard, lover, both? Jiang Cheng was definitely protective of his woman. Guess no one told him that her virtue is safe from the queer mafia them.

A brow lifts at the unprompted comment and Vegas nods. "Kinn trusts her. That's good enough for me." And if that gets back to Kinn Vegas will deny ever saying it, witnesses be damned.

He instinctively lifts a hand to reach for Pete's on the handles of the wheelchair. He knows he's in good hands with him. Pete was a bodyguard for the Theerapanyakul family. Vegas has no doubt he could kill a man with anything conveniently handy if need be.

Then he nods to Wen Qing, his tone more subdued. "Thank you."