Wu Jian wanted to shake his head. Wu Meiying had already looked into Zhe Fēnglì’s future and in none of the timelines did he cause a problem for either of them, meaning it was safe to assume he was a good man who wouldn’t interfere once he realized there was no hope of him ever successfully courting Wu Meiying. That didn’t mean Wu Jian liked it when someone tried to flirt with her. He had always been possessive of the young woman ever since they were kids. That was natural. Normal even. She was one of the biggest reasons he had worked so hard to get stronger.
“Welcome one and all!”