"Angry?" Third Young Master Jun set down Ye Yiyi, bent down to half-crouch in front of her, gazing at her indifferent face with some nervousness, he softened his tone.
"You're not worth getting angry over," Ye Lu turned her face away coolly.
Third Young Master Jun's expression darkened, had she seen that scene and truly didn't care? He really hoped she would care, that she really was angry.
"I have nothing to do with her and there won't be anything between us in the future. She is Ivan's daughter, it was just politeness in public," even though she didn't care, he still explained earnestly.
"So polite that you almost stuck together, practically becoming conjoined twins," Ye Lu became even more incensed.
Third Young Master Jun stared blankly with wide eyes.
