"Fine." Ye Leng'an stepped aside, a smirk playing on her lips. "If you think I'm wasting your time, I won't hold you up. Go ahead, leave."
Murong Yumeng breathed a sigh of relief, ready to walk away, when she heard Ye Leng'an's voice behind her.
"Since you're not up for a chat," Ye Leng'an said in a cool tone, "I guess we'll have to pay a visit to Master Murong. I'm sure he'll have a moment to spare, don't you think?"
Those words froze Murong Yumeng in her tracks. She turned back, a hint of anger in her voice. "Ye Leng'an, what's your game? I've already told you, I had nothing to do with Zhou Cui'an."
She hadn't expected Ye Leng'an to be so stubborn. She wanted to leave, but she feared Ye Leng'an might actually go to her father and stir up trouble.
If it was just Ye Leng'an, she wouldn't care. But behind her stood Huangfu Ruiling, head of the Huangfu family. Her father would take their words seriously.
