To Sun Yan, Chen Zheng was indeed very handsome—tall, with sharp, distinct facial features. But he was just a stinking soldier with no real skills to speak of, easily overlooked. Ultimately, he was nothing but a worthless good-for-nothing.
"What are you doing here?" Sun Yan demanded, her voice cold as she pointed to the door. "This is my café. I'm sorry, but you are not welcome here. Please leave immediately!"
What a joke. This was a critical moment for earning her best friend's trust, and she had just managed to win Gao Wuchang over. She couldn't let this piece of trash ruin everything.
Chen Zheng also recognized the woman before him as Sun Yan. During their wedding, she had been his wife's bridesmaid and had gone out of her way to make things difficult for him. When he went to pick up the bride, Wei Zixuan, Sun Yan and the others had made him wait outside for over an hour.
