Zi Xieqing said coldly, "What has my name got to do with you?" As she said, she took Chu Le'er and walked behind Chu Yang.
Discerning people could understand with a glance: Seeing that there were so many opponents, she had come to seek protection from her husband
Chu Yang instantly flipped his eyelids.
Lan Ruoyun was obviously from the Lan clan, and by the looks of it, it seemed that he was even a young master. Just by looking at his eyes and face, one would know that he's a lecher.
Such a person upon seeing a beauty like Zi Xieqing would simply be like a fly seeing honey. He would rather be crushed into powder while still wanting to get close to her.
Zi Xieqing's cold and unapproachable bearing made Lan Ruoyun even more joyous and interested in her. It seemed that all men had a common problem: The more difficult it was to conquer a woman, the greater sense of accomplishment a man would have if he conquered that woman.
