The tall man stood silhouetted against the light.
No one knew how long he had been standing there, nor did anyone know what he had seen or heard.
The man, striding forward with long legs, had a resolute face marked by an icy aloofness.
Nan Yuan subtly moved Chi Yue behind him, "Fu Rongyin, what do you want to do?"
"Step aside."
Nan Yuan squinted his eyes, "Weren't you on a business trip? If you are here at the wedding, why didn't you keep a closer eye on Fu Rao? If something had really happened today, would you be able to live with yourself?"
Fu Rongyin's ink-like eyes gave him a glance, "What are you trying to say? In what capacity are you questioning me?"
Nan Yuan: "You... I won't argue with you, Chi Yue, let's go."
Nan Yuan led Chi Yue out, but halfway through, he suddenly couldn't move forward.
He turned around and, as expected, saw Fu Rongyin holding the other hand of Chi Yue.
Nan Yuan's anger flared up instantly, "Fu Rongyin, are you going to go mad like Fu Rao?"