But Lu Jinyang didn't move; his ambiguous gaze turned towards Leng Yixing, "You've just left the military, how come your taste has dropped to this level?"
The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
Zhuang Shuqing's lips twitched slightly, and from the corner of her eye, she saw that heavily made-up woman, her smile stiffening on her face.
Leng Yixing suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahaha, you really can't blame me for this. The old man chose this woman for me; this is the only level he could get."
Zhuang Shuqing: "..."
The woman: "..."
Lu Jinyang displayed a 'I've seen through everything' expression, lazily leaning on the sofa, casually asking, "What do you need us here for?"
"To formally introduce her to you all."
This "her" is another woman in the room, apart from Zhuang Shuqing.
Just as Zhuang Shuqing's dissatisfaction with Leng Yixing began to subside, hearing those words made her anger flare up again.
Is he serious with this woman?
Then what about Qin Huaixin?
