Meng Junci closed her eyes, her gaze passing over the crowd to fall on that young man, her eyes filled with a complexity even she couldn't decipher.
Yan Ke sighed and took a sip of his drink, but almost choked to tears.
Yan Sheng rolled his eyes at him: "Coward, wasn't she supposed to be your fiancée? How did your big brother snatch her away? Does drinking alone amuse you? If you're a man, go and take her back."
Yan Ke kicked him: "You brat, what do you know?"
"Haha, I don't know anything. I just think you look really pathetic drinking and tearing up, you know? I pity you."
Yan Ke sneered: "What right do you have to pity me, bastard child."
The words 'bastard child' made Yan Sheng's face turn pale, his teeth clenched tightly.
Yan Ke couldn't even be bothered to look at him. What was there to feel bad about? He should be happy. Brother and Sister Yun Ya, finally lovers turn into family; he should be congratulating them, feeling happy for them.
