He stood in the rain.
Like a clown.
"You...
…Why are you here? "
Xu Shiqi's voice was a little tight, and there was no surprise in her tone, only panic and anger, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"
Teng Yuxuan did not answer.
He stared at the diamond anklet on her ankle, at the red dress she was wearing that he couldn't afford, and at the exquisite makeup on her face that he had never seen before.
"Who is he?"
He heard his voice was hoarse.
The door of the Porsche opened again, and a young man in a dark blue suit stepped out of the car.
He is half a head taller than Teng Yuxuan, with fair skin, slender fingers, neatly manicured nails, and a circle of beautiful tattoos on the hand wearing a watch.
He walked up to Xu Shiqi and put his arms around her waist. His movements were as natural as if he had done it countless times.
Xu Shiqi did not hide.
"Xue Rou, who is this?"
The young man tilted his head and looked Teng Yuxuan up and down with undisguised contempt in his eyes, "A takeout delivery person?"
Xu Shiqi bit her lip and said nothing.
"I'm asking you."
