Su Ruanruan does not ask about Yingzi's identity.
He Jitang's eyes were burning, he observed her appearance today.
A white dress by Celine.
Her dark hair braided into a fishtail plait hanging in front, very refreshing.
He Jitang had never seen her dressed like this, he looked a few more times.
His gaze suddenly paused.
Fell on the wedding ring on her finger, and he quietly stared at it for a while.
The diamond was so bright it hurt his eyes!
He Jitang laughed at himself, lightly introduced her, "This is Yingzi!"
Yingzi got herself a status, feeling quite empowered.
She leaned beside He Jitang and said with some reservedness, "You must be Ms. Su! I've often heard Jitang speak of you."
Su Ruanruan smiled faintly.
She sensed Yingzi's provocation, yet she didn't care.
He Jitang was not her man, it's not her place to be jealous, she just felt offended.
Her expression was indifferent, which made He Jitang angry.
