"Mr. Lei He, long time no see." Chu Wuyou walked forward and greeted Lei He.
"Miss Tang, long time no see. I didn't expect to meet you here. This can be considered fate." Lei He's face broke into a light smile. He extended his hand and shook Chu Wuyou's hand politely and amiably.
Third Young Master Ye stood to the side and stared at the two people's hands that were held together. His eyes narrowed slightly. On what basis? When he came, she did not greet him first, did not shake his hand first, but shook the hand of another man.
Bullsh*t fate. Lei He was the one he invited to help. How could he talk about fate with his woman?
It had to be said that when Third Young Master Ye became jealous, it was regardless of the occasion, time, or character.
Despite Mr. Lei He already being fifty years old, there was no one else who could make Third Young Master Ye jealous.
"Eh." Chu Wuyou nodded slightly and smiled.
