Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao'er (7)

"What are you doing?"

Lloyd furiously scolded Yu Bao'er. Huo Yingcheng, who was standing far away, walked over without hesitation when he saw this situation.

He coldly stared at Lloyd. "This is not a matter of whether I know her or not. This is Lance's wedding. Aren't you afraid he'll skin you for causing trouble at his wedding?"

When Lloyd heard Lance's name, a hint of fear flickered across his greyish-blue eyes.

Tonight, he had noticed this Eastern girl in a light yellow gown and saw that she seemed to be by herself and had no companions.

He knew that the guests of the bride weren't people of high status, and seeing that she was drunk, he got a crooked idea. He hadn't expected to get caught by one of Lance's men.

Since Hubert had already spoken, Lloyd didn't dare stay around any longer. After all, it was no joke to ruffle Lance's feathers.