The VIP room was in chaos.
The man scoffed, "Go for the arranged marriage if you want to! I don't need it! Lin Yicheng, with just a wave of my hand, so many women would beg to marry me. Do I really need to go on a blind date to find a wife?"
Just as he finished speaking, footsteps could be heard near the door.
Accompanied with a middle-aged man's angry yell and a middle-aged woman's plea:
"You rascal, stop right there!"
"Yicheng, can we talk this out? Please, don't leave..."
However, the man had already walked away.
Xu Qiaoqiao stood behind Liu Yingxue and Xu Nanjia, her eyes fixed on the door.
Not long after, a young man appeared at the door.
He looked to be in his early twenties, handsome, dressed in a white tracksuit, with wavy short hair that moved as he walked.
