Ye Hanqing's face grew increasingly pale and powerless.
The words of Lu Zhiyang struck her heart like a barrage of arrows, causing excruciating pain.
She stared at him, speechless, and after struggling to find words, said, "Zhiyang, how could you do this? You know that Mrs. Zhang doesn't like her. Isn't this…"
Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Lu Zhiyang's chilly voice, "It's enough that I like her! The one spending the rest of his life with her is me, not Ms. Zhang. Whether she likes Jing Xuan or not will not be an obstacle to me marrying Jing Xuan. Besides, Miss Ye, you are meddling too much. Your last name is Ye, not Lu!"
Ye Hanqing thought the man's words just now had embarrassed her enough, but she didn't expect there to be even more humiliating words that left her unable to save face!
He was warning her not to be a busybody!
She stiffened instantly, unable to utter a word.