Since his wife had left, Yu Jiangqing was currently unhappy. Coincidentally, Ye Cong had delivered himself to his doorstep. If he wasn't happy, then everyone would be unhappy together.
Speaking of Xin Ya, she was 18 two years ago. No matter what, she was now over 20 years old. However, no matter how he looked at it, she was still clueless about relationships. This made ye Cong feel very hurt.
It was not that he was clueless. He saw that Xin ya was quite interested in the married Ding junqi. He did not know whether that woman was stupid or not.
Looking at Ye Cong's gloomy expression, Yu Jiangqing was finally happy.
"Do you really think that you can get a woman just by attacking her heart?"Yu Jiangqing sneered and reached out to pick up the cup on the table.
Ye Cong gently clasped his hands together as if he was thinking about Yu Jiangqing's words.
If focusing on one's heart wasn't enough, what else could he do?
