Jiang Yanna did not pay a single shred of attention to the elite lesson taking place in front of her. Her mind was completely, suffocatingly occupied with the high-resolution photograph she had just seen on Chen Xiaoqing's phone. She recognised the opulent background of that restaurant immediately. Maison Dorée.
Jiang Suhan, the usually unapproachable, workaholic heir, had actually cleared his tightly packed schedule for that country girl, driven her there himself, and even sat in the public dining hall to have lunch with her. A burning, toxic wave of jealousy flooded Jiang Yanna's chest, threatening to choke her.
