Lu Minglan slightly raised his eyebrows, "Are you disappointed that I came?"
Su Manxi sat upright, her hands resting on her purse, curving her lips into a smile, "Why would I be? I'm honored that Young Master Lu came to pick me up."
Lu Minglan laughed lightly, "That's good."
Su Manxi pursed her lips, "Why did Shiyan send you?"
"After all, it's his nephew's wedding. There are some procedures he still needs to review."
Su Manxi's eyes darted around, "Minglan, does Shiyan have someone he likes now?"
"I'm not sure, as Shiyan doesn't like others prying into his private life." Lu Minglan turned his face towards the window, clearly having no desire to continue the conversation.
Su Manxi clenched her purse tightly; it seemed everything Jiang Nan had said was true. There was a woman around Fu Shiyan, and it was that An Yan.
She and Fu Shiyan had grown up together, shouldn't his woman be her?
