Jian Keyan impulsively stood up, Meng Meitong unsure of her actions, curiously asked, "Keyan, what's wrong?"
"I've run into an old friend. You can stay here; I'm going to catch up with him."
With that, she left without waiting for Meng Meitong to respond.
On the street, Zhao Minghai was embracing a woman who was flaunting her charms. They were chatting joyfully.
Zhao Minghai was somewhat dissatisfied with Jian Keyan's appearance, but he didn't make it too obvious.
Zhao Minghai's eyes constantly flitted over Jian Keyan as he joked, "We haven't seen each other for a while, but you're still as radiant as ever, Jian Keyan. Have you missed me in all this time?"
Jian Keyan suppressed her disgust. Zhao Minghai, who was both dark and overweight, was hardly someone anyone would pine for.
Unless they were interested in the money in his pockets.
However, the Jian Family certainly did not lack money at the moment.
