Li Moying's brows creased. "What?? That woman actually came here? What does she want?"
Huang Yueli blinked, and her tone immediately turned cold.
"What else but to show off her prowess as your fiancée to me, a "woman serving the Young Lord"? Oh, right. She even warned me that I can forget about marrying into the Cloudy Qilin Clan. Even if Young Lord was forced to accept me, I will only be a concubine."
Huang Yueli's long lashes fluttered as she glanced at Li Moying with displeasure.
However, she didn't know that this expression of hers in Li Moying's eyes was extremely adorable.
Hearing her say that, Li Moying's eyes shone slightly. He sneered, "She knows how to paste gold on her face. Does she really think she is my fiancée? How dare she come and disturb you… Li'er, don't worry. I will deal with this matter and won't allow anyone to make you feel aggrieved. It's my negligence today, and I'm sorry."
