"Oh! My dear little sister, haven't seen you for a while!"
Mu Shaoqian, with a rakish air, walked toward Yan Xinxin, mocking her, followed by two equally frivolous playboys who sneered evilly at Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, and upon hearing his sarcastic remark, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
The heart is, after all, made of flesh, and it takes more time to heal and bandage that wound to remain completely indifferent.
"Young Master Qian."
Xiao Yize parted his lips, and his handsome figure stepped forward to stand in front of Yan Xinxin, shielding her.
"Young Master Qian, this showroom is currently contracted by Di Jue, and we are doing business work here. We do not welcome outsiders. Please take your friends and leave."
"Outsider? How could I be an outsider?"
Mu Shaoqian chuckled mockingly.
