Bab 172: Untitled

Cheng Anya was slightly surprised and raised her eyebrows in interest, thinking, 'Third Young Master, you are sure very well informed!'

"Please do not tell me that you also ate at the same cafeteria during lunch?" Cheng Anya smiled coldly. Her gaze was hostile and cold.

"No!" Third Young Master Ye stroked his lips.

What had happened? Cheng Anya raised her eyebrow.

"I drove past!"

Cheng Anya was at a loss for words.

For him to be on that particular road of all roads was nothing short of sheer coincidence.

"What was he looking for you for?" Third Young Master Ye asked coldly in a displeased manner, his somewhat hidden acridity boiling over. He despised Old Master Yang much more than Old Master Ye!

"He allowed me to marry senior!" Cheng Anya plainly said.