The others present were also startled, their gazes turning toward the strange young man who had suddenly burst in, their expressions varying.
According to custom, today's meeting was supposed to be led by the male family, with the female family as guests.
Thus, Jiang Zhiheng was the first to speak. His voice was mild, yet it carried an authoritative presence, "Young man, you must be in the wrong place?"
A single question that pointed to a mistake; he didn't even ask anything else, the words containing a clear warning against his intrusion.
Song Bohui's gaze shifted from Ye Liangyan and fell upon Jiang Yutang, who was sitting in a wheelchair to the side, his eyes mixing hatred and fury.
Suddenly, he remembered his birthday when he saw his teacher standing with this man. Back then, he felt there was something odd about the atmosphere between them, but naively thought this man was just one of the teacher's suitors.
Where would he have imagined—
