Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked and turned their gaze towards him.
Other than being surprised, there was also uneasiness and fear in An Ruo's eyes. Yun Feixue's expression was complex as she looked at Tang Yuchen and then at An Ruo, guessing something in her mind.
Yun Feiyang's eyes suddenly darkened, and he tightly held An Ruo's hand, saying to him with a calm and light tone, "Mr. Tang, your joke isn't funny at all. I think you should know Feixue, not my An Ruo. You continue your meal; we won't bother you anymore."
As he was about to leave with An Ruo, Tang Yuchen seemed to not understand the implications of his words and smiled wryly, "I really do understand An Ruo very well; if you don't believe me, you can ask her."
An Ruo's face turned pale instantly.
Tang Yuchen, why won't he just leave her alone!
An Ruo looked helplessly at Yun Feiyang, the man could feel the cold sweat continuously emerging in the palm of her hand.
