Qiao Liang shrugged, "My surname is Qiao now, the Lu Family's affairs have nothing to do with me."
He took a few steps forward, then stopped, raised an eyebrow, and finally turned to look at Huangfu Jue.
"Speaking of which, I have something to remind you, Duke. You're not ordinary, your Royal Family, your country, your citizens... can they accept a woman like Gan Yuan as your wife?" Qiao Liang restrained his smile, his tone unusually deep, "If you don't want to hurt her, you'd better let go now."
Huangfu Jue stood still, his handsome face showing no emotion.
"That's none of your concern."
"I like her, so it is my concern."
Flashing a mischievous smile, Qiao Liang slipped his hand into his suit pocket and walked away.
Taking the elevator down, Qiao Liang stepped out and glanced at a figure from the corner of his eye; he turned uncertainly.
There, Gan Yuan stood with her hands in her pockets, leaning against the wall, turning to face him.
"Littleyuan?"