Ye Xiong wanted nothing more than to walk over and beat the guy so hard he'd be picking his teeth up off the pavement. That would teach him why roses are red.
But on second thought, the guy was pursuing his wife openly and hadn't resorted to any dirty tricks. Maybe he didn't even know she was married!
Besides, someone pursuing his wife so ardently just proved how charming Xinyi was.
A sly smile touched Ye Xiong's lips as he walked toward the man in white.
The man in white was about 1.72 meters tall—not short by any means, but he looked it standing in front of the 1.8-meter-tall Ye Xiong. He was around twenty-six, with somewhat dark skin and narrow eyes. While not ugly, he was definitely no pretty boy. His appearance suggested he had endured hardships in his youth before coming into money.
His father probably struck it rich overnight, making him a nouveau riche second-gen.
"Hey, bro. Trying to pick up a girl?" Ye Xiong asked with a smile, walking over.
