Deng Ming's Anger

"…"

Upon seeing Ren Ye, Deng Ming felt slightly awkward as he curled his lips into a twitching smile and walked up toward him. Although he emitted arrogance with each step he took, Deng Ming gradually warmed up.

"You!"

"We need to talk."

Deng Ming spoke in a high-pitched tone, his tone demanding Ren Ye to pay him some attention but Ren Ye turned to glance at him with nonchalant eyes.

"There's nothing to talk about," Ren Ye said coldly as he walked past Deng Ming and to the entrance of the building. 

Deng Ming sneered and went out of his way to block Ren Ye's path, he was rather flustered as his face became increasingly crimson and he muttered loudly.

"Why does my dad like you so much?"

"Ask your dad, not me."

Ren Ye didn't have time to bother with this rich second generation as Deng Ming placed his hand on his shoulder to stop him from walking away.