Yang Fei glanced at the corner.
He saw a young man with gold-rimmed glasses sitting with the beautiful Chu Yuexi, whispering and laughing.
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses sat very close to Chu Yuexi, almost shoulder to shoulder.
As they spoke, their breaths were audible, appearing very intimate.
At such close proximity, Chu Yuexi was visibly uncomfortable, tilting her head back forcefully as she spoke.
However, she still endured it, talking to the young man with gold-rimmed glasses.
The young man with gold-rimmed glasses obviously admired Chu Yuexi greatly.
His eyes hardly looked at anyone else, circling around Chu Yuexi's face and body.
Yang Fei sat down next to Mad Blade and patted his shoulder, chuckling.
"Buddy, what's up? Someone stole your love?"
Mad Blade turned his head, glanced at Yang Fei, and sighed.
"I didn't expect that months of longing would end up in vain."
"They're getting engaged, and I was kept in the dark. I guess I really am a fool."
