"Lord Di really has some leisure time, you didn't have enough fun in San Francisco, so you ran to Haicheng to play?"
Ye Zhantian squinted his eyes, looking at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"That's right." Di Lingzhi leaned back against the Ye Family's booth, his body leaning in, a mischievous smile hooking at the corner of his mouth, "I missed the boss of the night, so here I am, specially to find you."
As he spoke, his hand brushed past Nan Zhifeng's long hair as if unintentionally, and his gaze lingered on her.
Ye Zhantian frowned and directly swatted his hand away.
"Tsk tsk." Di Lingzhi wasn't angry, holding his own hand and pouting, "That hurts~"
"Di Lingzhi." Ye Zhantian pulled Nan Zhifeng to his side, "This is my fiancée!"
"Fiancée? Hahaha..."
Di Lingzhi acted as if he heard the funniest joke in the world.
Nan Zhifeng clutched her skirt tightly, her face going pale with nerves.
"What are you laughing at?"
Ye Zhantian asked coldly.
