Fang Zhiyuan almost fled in panic.
Ye Hua watched Fang Zhiyuan smugly, mocking him.
Do you think that's your daughter?
Dream on!
That Jiang Xiaoxiao is just as stubborn and oblivious as that man.
If she were yours, she'd lack such qualities.
Thinking of that man, Ye Hua grew agitated.
If he hadn't forced her back then, she wouldn't have acted that way.
If that man hadn't rejected her... now it's too late to say anything.
Fang Zhiyuan returned to their table, dejected.
Ye Hua watched Jiang Xiaoxiao smilingly pour tea for the elderly lady, serving everyone present as well.
With a smirk at the corner of her mouth.
Truly, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Look at her skills, her diplomacy, all at such a young age.
With a smiling face, gentle and magnanimous, who would think this girl is a wolf in sheep's clothing?
Feeling the unfriendly gaze, Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced sideways; it was Ye Hua.
