He was about to speak when he saw Yang Qiao turn around and say to the man sitting opposite her, "Enli, let's go home."
Xiao Anze suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing straight towards Xiao Enli, wishing he could tear him apart.
With a steady voice, he asked, "What exactly is going on? Enli, she's your sister-in-law."
Xiao Enli curled the corner of his lips, "I was never aware of when you got married?"
With one sentence, Xiao Anze was left speechless.
Was this their way of collectively blaming him for not marrying Yang Qiao?
He didn't speak again, just kept staring at the two people, as if trying to bore a hole through them with his gaze.
But Xiao Enli didn't plan to pay attention to him; he stood up, and Yang Qiao also rose, the two of them leaving the cafe one after the other.
As Yang Qiao passed by him, Xiao Anze suddenly grabbed her clothes, lifted his gaze to her angry eyes, and softly said, "Qiaoqiao, stop making trouble, let's go home~"
