Just as Luo Ying and Lu He continued arguing, a pair of hands grabbed Lu He's hand and pulled it away from Luo Ying's hand.
Luo Ying frowned as she looked at the person's face.
Although she had expected to meet him here, she had not expected him to appear in such a way.
"Madam Lu He, it's impolite of you to hold Luo Ying like this. Although this is the Lu Family's banquet, you can't be so rude." The person had a gentle smile on his face and looked at Lu He with a gentle gaze.
Luo Ying felt nauseous.
This man was a pretentious snake.
Lu He let go of Luo Ying's hand and sneered, "Luo Ying, you seem to have your future all set out for you. After divorcing Lu Zhao, won't you have men lining up for you?"
Luo Ying glanced at the man standing in front of her and turned her head away in disgust. "I have nothing to do with Lin Su. Aunt, I'm already married to Lu Zhao. Do you want me to say it again?"
