Fang Tianze glanced over and immediately frowned, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes.
Yang Ruxin, on the other hand, was amused upon noticing a familiar face—it was the girl who had fought over clothes with her yesterday. She glanced at Fang Tianze and teased, "Tianze, is she a relative of yours?"
"No," Fang Tianze's expression remained calm, "Don't bother with her." After saying that, he took Yang Ruxin's hand, ready to walk past Dai Xiyan.
