Meng Han straightened her back and gracefully walked up to them. Her eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at the man. "I didn't expect to meet you here."
This voice, this person—everything about her made Shi Wei feel disgusted.
He frowned slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over her. His attitude, as usual, was filled with impatience. "Has the crisis at the Meng Family been resolved?"
Meng Han's smile stiffened. "Brother Wei, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Of course, the pampered Miss Meng Han, who spent her days playing and indulging in beauty treatments, couldn't possibly care about her family's business.
Shi Wei let out a mocking laugh, shooting her a sympathetic glance, unwilling to spare even half a word more.
He buried his head into the young girl's neck, deeply inhaling her scent to calm his irritated heart.
The man's intimate gesture forced Meng Han to finally turn her attention to the girl she had purposely ignored from the start.
