"Yes! I didn't expect to run into you here, Chen," Li Mengyao said with a smile.
The two made small talk, growing more familiar with each other.
Yang Hao, on the other hand, was left on the sidelines, unable to get a word in edgewise.
He had wanted to use this opportunity to make a move on Li Mengyao. But seeing her attitude toward Chen Kang, a fire immediately ignited in his heart.
He was a bona fide silk-pants heir; what kind of woman hadn't he seen? What beauty hadn't he toyed with? He'd even gotten his hands on a few of his own father's concubines.
And yet, when it came to this Li Mengyao, his charm—which he had always prided himself on—was completely ignored. How could Yang Hao remain calm?
Of course, his family status couldn't compare to Chen Kang's, so even though he was furious, he could only swallow his anger.
Otherwise, provoking the Li Clan of Guangfeng Prefecture in front of everyone would be an extremely troublesome matter for him.
Before long, Fang Yue arrived.
