Zhuo Jian arrived home and saw the sports car parked in front of her house before she could even get out of Li Yuqing's car.
Fu Yanye emerged from the car quickly, holding an umbrella worth six figures.
He was a picky man who only wanted the best of everything, whether it was the clothes on his back or the things in his hands.
Once he liked a brand, he'd stick to it, and the same went for his belongings, but he never gave cheap items a glance.
Even on a rainy day, he still looked impeccably neat as he walked closer and closer towards her.
Zhuo Jian heard her heart skip a half beat, then it began to beat irregularly.
Li Yuqing gripped the steering wheel tightly, watching the approaching figure who seemed to emerge from hell, intending to snatch the tender girl beside him. Eventually, as Fu Yanye reached the front of the car, Li Yuqing asked Zhuo Jian, "Do you want me to block him for you?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "How can you block him?"
