Qian Yu walked ahead, accompanied by Wang Yue, and followed by four well-dressed men who all had a remarkable presence. At least, their expensive clothes, which could support a normal family for a year, indicated that these men were not ordinary.
"Little Yu, wait a moment..." A man wearing a Glashütte on his wrist hurriedly followed behind Qian Yu, pleading sincerely, "Can you forgive me just this once, please?"
Qian Yu slightly frowned, shooting him a cold glance: "Zhu Zong, do you think I'm a fool?"
Zhu Zong?
Upon hearing the name, Xiao Qiang couldn't help but reveal a strange smile. He wondered how Zhu Zong's parents came up with such a unique name.
"I was just chatting with her, nothing more." The man named Zhu Zong rushed to explain to Qian Yu; it was evident that he cared a lot about Qian Yu's opinion.
Qian Yu waved her hand in annoyance, "We have nothing to do with each other. I don't care if you talk to other women. But could you please stay away from me?"
