The commotion outside continued unabated, which puzzled both Li Chengyi and Wang Zhijun.
Especially for Li Chengyi, he had repeatedly confirmed that he bore no deep grudges with the Ouyang Family, having only refused Miss Qing Er's marriage proposal once. It shouldn't have been enough for them to come looking for trouble over this matter.
After all, as a great clan with years of heritage, it seemed unlikely that they would seek trouble over such a trivial matter—otherwise, they probably wouldn't have lasted so long.
But if it wasn't because of that, what other reason could there be for the Ouyang Family to come after him?
Li Chengyi was perplexed and turned his gaze to Wang Zhijun, who also seemed baffled.
"Little Jun, do you know anything about Miss Qing Er from the Ouyang Family?"
"I know a bit. That Miss Qing Er is quite a famous talent in recent years. It's just that her reputation might not be very good."
"Not very good?" Li Chengyi frowned. "How is it 'not good'?"
