The name Ying Luwei immediately drew the attention of everyone else.
Fu Yunshen was still leaning casually against the counter, and he glanced over when he heard the name.
The peach blossom eyes were misty with a light gleam, profound and captivating.
He then withdrew his gaze and looked down to sweep over his phone screen.
On the screen was a text message that had just been sent.
[Young Master, the Jiang Family has already announced the annulment of the engagement throughout Shanghai City.]
Xiu Yu was talking about the same thing, and she clicked her tongue, "I thought Jiang Moyuan was such a deeply affectionate man, but it turns out this really confirms the old saying 'A couple in the same forest flies separately when disaster strikes'."
"Tsk." Jiang Ran snorted with laughter, "Then you all have been really fooled by his superficial charade, if he could be that old woman's son, he was born to be a heartless and ungrateful man."
