At this moment, sitting in his seat was a man wearing an Aishima white suit, handsome and dashing.
Seeing Ye Xuan walk over, the man in the suit showed no intention of moving aside. Instead, he was all smiles, chatting up Yuan Mengmeng as if he hadn't seen Ye Xuan.
Yuan Mengmeng's elegant eyebrows knitted together in impatience, but she was too polite to outright reject him, staying silent instead.
Huh?
Someone dared to take my seat!
Ye Xuan raised an eyebrow and strode over, patting the suit-wearing man on the shoulder, he said indifferently, "Excuse me, please move. This is my seat."
Huh?
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the man in the suit. He had seen Ye Xuan before, but didn't really take him seriously.
At the moment, he was enthusiastically speaking with Yuan Mengmeng. Seeing this security guard approach him was annoying, and he turned his head back irritatedly.
After giving Ye Xuan a once-over, an expression of disdain and contempt spread across his face.