Lu Lingche ignored him, his eyes fixed on Qiao Yin. Seeing another man trying to strike up a conversation with her, his face turned cold.
The man followed his gaze and then started laughing, "You're not here only because of the beauty, are you? Even though they say you can't distinguish beautiful women from ordinary ones, turns out you can! It seems like those women from your past were just not beautiful enough, and you didn't like them, huh! How about now? I told you she's gorgeous, her aura is also different from the rest. I'm quite smitten myself!"
Finally, Lu Lingche withdrew his gaze, grinding his teeth, he said, "She is Qiao Yin!"
The man's laughter froze on his face, "Oh my god, your ex-wife?!"
"Yes."
"This——"
