Yiren lifted her chin, looking down on her with a seductive glint in her eye that was not without confidence and a sense of victory. Her gaze shifted towards Third Young Master Jun, with a smile that was meaningful and profound as she spoke.
"I will certainly go to him, but there's plenty of time in the future, no need to rush."
Plenty of time? Ye Lu's heart sank; this woman was clearly hinting at something.
But Ye Lu remained composed. Only a foolish woman would react impulsively to provocation.
"A man is being taken from you, and yet you remain so calm. I mustn't underestimate you! However, is this calmness borne from indifference, or confidence that he won't betray you?" Yiren raised an eyebrow.
"Which it is, what concern is it of yours?" Ye Lu was indifferent, not taking her seriously at all, and turned to leave.