"So this is the backer you found?"
Song Jiaqi's face turned dark as she glared at Zhou Rui and said coldly, "Disgraceful! Seriously goddamn disgraceful!"
Zhou Rui gave a bitter smile, knowing that if he were in Su City, he might have been able to call on others to save face, but here in Jinling City, it wasn't his turf.
"Relying on you would be irrational! Luckily, I came prepared!"
With a look of disdain, Song Jiaqi glanced at Zhou Rui. She was starting to resist the marriage her father had arranged for her—she hadn't felt it before, but now it seemed he was too cowardly and too stupid.
Once today's issue was resolved, she'd talk to her father about finding someone more suitable.
