Even Zheng Yang, such a profligate son of privilege, had countless women throw themselves at him, but the moment he saw Qiao Yuman, he felt his own breathing quicken ever so slightly.
"Let's just go," suddenly, Wu Hongwei sighed and pretended to turn to leave, "Her brother-in-law is here; we don't want to ask for trouble."
His intentional remarks indeed produced undisguised disdain in the eyes of Zheng Yang and the others.
"Go? Where?" A young master snorted, his face filled with a crazy possessive desire.
He grabbed Wu Hongwei and nodded at the others, making a decision on the spot.
"She's throwing herself at us, and you don't want her? You're too cowardly."
Another young master sneered as well.
Wu Hongwei didn't speak, but inside he was viciously glancing at Su Han, knowing if he provoked someone like Zheng Yang from the Provincial City, it would be a dead end!
Seeing that Zheng Yang and his group had taken an interest in Qiao Yuman, Wu Hongwei added fuel to the fire.