He Is the Bored Type

Ye Wanwan and Liu Shuying became the jokes of the upper class again.

This made Wen Jincheng lose face.

He did not stay in the banquet hall for long and left with a livid face.

After they left, the banquet continued.

Old Madam Li and the other old madams sighed.

The other old madams looked at Wen Ruan, who was elegant, smart, and kind, and all of them praised her.

"Little Wen, how old are you this year? Do you have a partner?"

"I haven't seen such a beautiful person in a long time!"

"My grandson is about the same age as you. Why don't I recommend his WeChat to you?"

Old Madam Li looked at the few old ladies who had come to snatch her away. She coughed sternly." None of you are allowed to snatch her away from me. The girl is my granddaughter-in-law!"

Wen Ruan hugged Old Madam Li's arm and said with a smile," Grandma Li, didn't you hear Young Master Li? I'm not his type. Besides, I have a boyfriend too!"