Wei Anning felt so guilty she didn't dare to meet her friends' eyes, knowing full well that Leng Youchen wasn't here without a reason. He just couldn't stand seeing her comfortable, wanting to scare all her friends away.
"Butler, it's fine like this. We eat ours, he eats his." Wei Anning didn't want to deal with him. If he said he wouldn't come home, then he shouldn't, but when he did return, it was always to find fault with her.
He liked being alone so much, having his meal just fine on his own, so why did he need to dine with them?
Yan Nanfei was shocked at first but then had no choice but to accept the reality. Yet it was Jiang Yang, whose dark eyes resembling inkstones showed a hint of disappointment and disbelief, seemingly unable to accept the fact that Wei Anning was already someone else's wife.
And that man was none other than the aloof president of Di'ao Group.
