Song Xiaoli directly said, "No, he's also chasing my sister."
Li Yang: "..."
The man with glasses immediately changed his expression, but quickly adjusted and walked to Li Yang's side, saying, "You must be Li Yang, right? I've heard Song Yu mention you."
As he spoke, he extended his hand, "Nice to meet you, Xiang Baitao."
Li Yang didn't even bother to extend his hand, "Forget it, I don't want to meet you."
This guy must have already found out, otherwise Song Xiaoli wouldn't have said his name.
You're just pretending, damn it, really hypocritical.
Xiang Baitao looked almost thirty, at least twenty-five or twenty-six when he was dating Song Yu a few years ago.
Shit, what a beast!
What's there to talk about with this guy?
He glanced at Song Xiaoli, "You're stirring things up, right? Alright, I'll have a good talk with your sister later!"
