"Miss Sang, are you waiting here just for me?"
A male voice came from afar.
In just the blink of an eye, Ji Ruyan saw the other person's face, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.
Because this person turned out to be that pig-headed man, Jiang Chengzi's elder brother—Jiang Moming.
Jiang Moming was wearing a dark-colored silk robe, a crow-blue ornamental belt at his waist, and long hair that was meticulously neat. He had a pair of detestable squinty eyes and a tall, slender frame.
If one ignored the lecherous glow in his eyes, he could be considered a dignified and elegant young master.
But...
This kind of guy is exactly the type that Ji Ruyan hates the most.
Thinking all the women in the world are blind and really believing himself to be that handsome?
As soon as Sang Yuqin saw Jiang Moming, she trembled slightly in Ji Ruyan's arms.
