Staring confrontationally at Li Yuntang, Lu Jiahao still didn't receive the response he wanted, not even a direct glance.
His hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist, he sneered coldly through gritted teeth: "Yanrou, you sit with Mrs. Li alone, I have something to say to Mr. Li."
Upon hearing his arrangement, only Yanrou obediently agreed, while the others remained silent.
Having just exposed Yan Shuirou's fox mask, Yan Xiaye, now pregnant, absolutely couldn't be naive enough to be alone with her.
Mrs. Lu looked at the current stalemate and broke the awkwardness with a kind smile: "Mrs. Li, coincidentally I recently auctioned off a pair of bangles, I think they match your outfit today well, shall we go upstairs and have a look?"
Yan Xiaye certainly couldn't accept someone else's bangles, but being with three people was far better than being alone with Yan Shuirou.
She quietly gave Li Yuntang a reassuring glance.
