Cheng Juye and the others never expected that the first words out of Situ Xuan's mouth upon seeing them would be to cancel the engagement! Such a blatant disregard for face, such arrogance!
Come to think of it, this was Jian Panying's first time meeting Situ Xuan.
She saw an exceptionally tall man, nonchalantly leaning against the sofa. His fair fingers even held a cigarette, with a completely indifferent expression. He wore an Italian handmade suit; he wasn't one of those rich second-generation heirs drained by vice. Due to his mixed heritage, he appeared even taller and more robust, the exquisitely made suit fitting on him perfectly, like a resting leopard ready to spring into action.
