"You two are together now?" Ye Qiu's words brought an embarrassed look to Huang Ya's face, while the man proudly lifted his head.
"Congratulations to you both," Ye Qiu smiled, turned, and walked away.
"Xiaoya, let's go have dinner," Zhao Jun said, draping an arm over Huang Ya's shoulder.
Huang Ya instinctively dodged away, her gaze fixed on the retreating figure of Ye Qiu.
Zhao Jun clenched his fists. How come every time this man appeared, Xiaoya reacted so intensely? The first time he sent flowers, Huang Ya refused without hesitation. Although after his relentless efforts, offering rides and a continuous stream of flowers and gifts, she finally agreed to go out with him to see how it would go. Yet today, with Ye Qiu's sudden appearance, any intimacy that he and Huang Ya might have shared was instantly hindered.
With Zhao Jun's meticulous mind, he naturally knew all this must be because of Ye Qiu.
