Xiao Feng, that damned brat, was to enter into a marriage alliance with the Yao Family? Why had such good fortune fallen upon that rotten kid? What kind of lucky streak had he hit?
The jealousy in Third Young Master Xiao's heart gnawed at him like ants, truly baffling as to why the reputable Yao Family had set their sights on that wretched boy.
Especially since the partner in this marriage alliance was the young lady of the Yao Family.
"Right, is Xiao Feng around now?" Yao Jing asked with a furrowed brow, his voice calm.
"He's stepped out and hasn't returned yet. Once he's back, I'll inform him of this matter. That boy will undoubtedly be overjoyed."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but snort coldly, wishing he could beat that detestable brat to a pulp.
"Very well, then Lady Tianyu and I shall take our leave first." Yao Jing stood up with a smile, turning his head to look at the woman beside him, "Miss, let's return to the inn. We'll come back tomorrow."
