บท 894: Feeling Guilty

A self-satisfied, debonair smile spread across Huangfu Shaohua's face as he continued, "I've had enough of the fancy feasts. Now I want to taste some simple, homely dishes! Why? Can't I take an interest in this girl?"

If Murong Yumeng insisted on shielding Zhou Cui'an, he could only back off. After all, this girl was her guest, and it wouldn't do to act rashly. Otherwise, he'd be openly defying Murong Yumeng, which wasn't worth it over a woman.

Besides, while he was interested, Zhou Cui'an wasn't indispensable. It was better to clarify first.

Murong Yumeng spread her hands nonchalantly. "If you like her, suit yourself, I don't mind. Besides, this Zhou Cui'an would probably be delighted!"

"Oh, so she's a status-seeker!" Huangfu Shaohua scoffed in realization, his expression carrying a hint of disdain. "That's good. Anything money can solve isn't a problem."

With that, he picked up a wine glass and strode off in the direction Zhou Cui'an had departed.