"Yes." Ling Zhongxiao calmly nodded his head.
He didn't have the arrogance of an ordinary disciple from an aristocratic family who couldn't wait to carve his family background on his face, nor did he show any sense of inferiority or shame because of the Ling family's current decline. He was calm and unperturbed.
If it wasn't for uncle Ling's abnormal behavior earlier, Ling Chuxi wouldn't even have been able to associate him with the Ling family. At first, when she saw how he was so tolerant towards the young girl, she would have thought that he was a descendant of a small family who had accidentally climbed up to a higher branch.
"That was your fiancée? He doesn't seem to have a good temper. " Ling Chuxi originally did not want to be a busybody, but since he was from the same clan as her, she could not help but say something. However, Ling Chuxi had never had the hobby of gossiping behind people's backs, so if she did, she would stop there.
