"So tell us, is she your fiancée?" The previous reporter still insisted on getting the answer to her question. Liao smiled, knowing that the reporter aimed to put him in a difficult spot. His smile turned to a frown when their entwined fingers were loosened by Lixin. "Mr. Mu?"
The reporter was greeted as her eyes gazed down at his hand, which had Mingxia's fingers warmly engulfed. She smirked and saw it as an opportunity to have fun with it. What juicy news, she thought.
Two worthy opponents and wealthy bachelors of Wuhan city fighting over a woman—what an interesting scandal!
"What is your relationship with Mr. Leng?" She turned to Mingxia since she could not get any valuable information from Liao. Mingxia only smirked at the reporter.
During her famous days, she had a few encounters with reporters like this one who incessantly liked to poke noses into personal affairs. Her eyes shifted in a scheming way.
