"Young mistress!"
Shen Yang hurriedly chased after Jiang Ruiling as silence spread after the Old Madam's announcement. When news got to his ears that her engagement will go as planned, he felt as if thunder struck him. As soon as he got to know about it, he rushed to meet her.
Jiang Ruiling stopped. A sly smile lifted the corner of her lips. She turned and folded her arms. "Shen Yang. Why do you look in such a hurry?"
Shen Yang stood before her, tension and agitation clearly reflected in his worried gaze. "Young mistress. May I... please ask you something?"
"Sure."
He clenched his fist. "Please forgive my insolence for asking this question. But...why did you agree to this engagement?"
Jiang Ruiling raised her brow.
"Young mistress, you saw how Wen Yaoting behaved today."
"What did he do?" She innocently asked.
