Qiao Yushan suddenly felt somewhat ashamed.
In front of Lin Meiyu, she really felt like an ugly duckling, immature and not at all grown-up.
The two had only exchanged a light handshake when Lin Meiyu withdrew her hand. With her insight, how could she not notice the hint of jealousy in Qiao Yushan's eyes?
Su Han had indeed surprised her, she had not expected him to have such a beautiful fiancée.
In terms of dress and temperament, Qiao Yushan was obviously very attractive, and even in Tianhai City, there were not many who could compare with her.
That kid Su Han was not simple at all, and it seemed that her own guess was even more correct.
"You don't seem to have mentioned that you have a fiancée," Lin Meiyu joked, her tone deliberately carrying a hint of resentment.
Su Han was helpless. This was only the second time he met Lin Meiyu. Although their chat had been lively, they were not that familiar yet, were they?
Was he really expected to mention he had a fiancée?
