"Luan'er, you've come back?"
Hong Luan suddenly froze. She took a deep breath and held Yun Luofeng's arm. With a smile on her beautiful face, she looked at the man walking towards her.
"It's been a long time, Ling Chen."
It was a handsome, well-groomed man who had a noble temperament. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he was really a personable, charming beau.
"Hong Luan, he is..." Ling Chen turned to Yun Luofeng and frowned, apparently with disapproval.
Hong Luan smiled and her smile revealed no emotion. Even so, Yun Luofeng still felt the force of Hong Luan's grip on her hand.
"My man, Yun Luofeng."
Hearing Hong Luan's words, Ling Chen's handsome face darkened, "Luan'er, don't forget, I'm your fiancé!"
"Fiancé?" Hong Luan sneered, "Don't you have a woman you love already? Since you love her so much, you should be responsible for her. Why do you still want to marry me?"
