1863. Yu Lingqian and That Woman (1)
But the answer she wanted never came.
Just as she was about to say something, she saw Yu Lingqian gently push his stool back and stand up. "The signal in here is bad, I'm going to the restroom."
After saying that, Yu Lingqian got up straight away, then turned and walked out.
"Ah Qian!"
Shen Jiaoyang shot to her feet, biting her lip lightly, all kinds of emotions churning across her pretty face.
Almost on instinct, she took a step, about to follow him out.
But when she reached Arthur's side, her right wrist was suddenly and inexplicably grabbed.
"Arthur, what are you doing?"
Shen Jiaoyang shot him an anxious look, then glanced toward Yu Lingqian. "Let go of me, I have something to say to him."
"What's left to say?"
As Arthur said this, his handsome face had already darkened.
He stood up as well, turned, and stepped in front of Shen Jiaoyang. "Jiaoyang, at this point he even has a child. What are you still expecting from him?"
