"Kexin, you're finally back!"
At that moment, a distinguished young man walked out with a delighted smile on his face.
Yu Kexin frowned, "Why are you here?"
"Kexin, I am your fiancé after all; of course I had to come..."
As the man spoke, he even glanced at Zhao Yu next to him with a flash of coldness in his eyes.
"Hmph, that's their business; I never agreed to it!"
Yu Kexin huffed and turned to Zhao Yu with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you to my house..."
After speaking, she took Zhao Yu and got into a car.
Watching the pair's retreating figures, the man's fists clenched involuntarily.
"Kid, you're seeking death..."
He spoke these words not out of earshot, and naturally, Zhao Yu heard them as well.
However, Yu Kexin didn't want to make a fuss and simply let the car start.
Zhao Yu turned his head and asked, "Who was that guy just now?!"
"A nouveau riche's son!" Yu Kexin responded with a grimace.
"Nouveau riche?!"
