In her eyes, Liu Feiying was an existence that could not be resisted.
Yang Chen didn't know the background of this Liu Feiying, but now that he saw a promising prospect, he had no reason to abandon her.
However, just as he was about to speak, Wan Yueqin suddenly exclaimed: "Oh no, my young lady has returned."
Her red lips opened slightly, and her eyes were filled with fear.
Yang Chen had already sensed it, but he was indifferent. In his eyes, whether the other party returned or not made no difference.
If he didn't want to, he wouldn't care if other people lived here.
If he wanted to, then only the surname Yang could claim this place.
"Why are you still leaving?" Wan Yueqin scolded gently.
"Leave? Wan Yueqin, you have such courage to steal men behind my back, and even dare to bring him into my mansion. I think you must have eaten the guts of a bear and a leopard."
A harsh shout suddenly sounded.
