The young peach blossom was burning with splendor.
Her name was just like this poem, stunning people.
Even Zhao Xueyin, the publicly recognized beauty of the financial world, felt inferior in front of ye Zao.
Ye Zao smiled slightly and looked down at Zhao Xueyin. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. Your name is very nice to hear.”Zhao Xueyin continued, “By the way, are you a native of the capital city?”
“Sort of.”Ye Zhuo nodded slightly. “What About You?”
Zhao Xueyin said, “I’m also a native of the capital. However, I don’t live here. I live at the capital’s Prosperity Center.”
The capital’s prosperity center belonged to the financial world.
Most of the people who lived there were financial families.
Zhao Xueyin originally thought that when ye Zhuo heard about the capital’s prosperity center, his expression would more or less change.
However, ye Zhuo’s expression remained indifferent.
Could it be that ye Langhua had not told ye Zhuo about the heir?