"Oh, right! Yawen, did Yan Ye send you the invitation? I came with my dad," a socialite inquired curiously to Ke Yawen.
Ha! How could Yan Ye possibly send an invitation to any woman individually?
If Yan Ye really liked a woman, he would just bring her to the party, wouldn't he? What's the need for an invitation?
Ke Yawen also came tonight following her father.
"Don't ask questions you already know the answer to, okay? If Yan Ye had sent me an invitation, would you guys even need to be here?" Ke Yawen raised her voice, the anger evident in the depths of her eyes.
Among all the women pursuing Yan Ye, Ke Yawen was not the wealthiest socialite, but she was the most powerful within this range.
"I was just asking! You're getting so angry. I heard you're close with Aunt Yan, so I thought you had a special relationship with Yan Ye too!" The socialite mumbled, prompting an infuriated Ke Yawen to turn and walk away.
