In Shen Hao's envious, jealous, and hateful gaze, Ye Xuan and Qin Lan let go of each other's hands!
"Eh? Young Master Shen, why are you holding out a hand? Could it be that no one wants to shake hands with you? Even a brick mover like me has beauties coming to my doorstep. It seems you, as the real estate young master, aren't doing so well, huh?" Ye Xuan revealed a look of surprise, with a hint of playfulness at the corner of his mouth.
"OMG, could this be the legendary face-slapping moment? Sorry, I accidentally hit your face! Hahaha."
"I..."
Shen Hao had an expression like he had just swallowed feces, and in his mind, countless F-words dashed through uncontrollably, already holding a grudge against Ye Xuan.
Yet, Lou Yiran and the girls witnessed this scene with a slight frown, not expecting Shen Hao, who was a wealthy youth, to lose face at the hands of Ye Xuan!
"What is this about moving bricks?" Qin Lan asked, puzzled.