"Yuan Yuan!" Chen Xinghai was getting anxious and called out again, his tone more intense.
Yuan Yuan had to stop her footsteps, reluctantly turned her head, lowered it to hide her face from Chen Xinghai.
"What are you doing here?" Chen Xinghai stepped forward to ask.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The balding, potbellied middle-aged man blocked Chen Xinghai.
"Get out of the way, she's my girlfriend!" Chen Xinghai tried to push the middle-aged man aside, but he was twice Chen Xinghai's weight and couldn't be pushed.
"Step aside a bit, you say she's your girlfriend? Do you know why she's here with me today?" The middle-aged man gave Chen Xinghai a once-over; dressed in a cheap suit, with a small, pale body, he looked far less wealthy than himself.
The middle-aged man became even more arrogant.
"To discuss what?"
"We're here to discuss our engagement." The middle-aged man said.
"What?" The words of the middle-aged man exploded like a bolt of lightning in Chen Xinghai's mind.
