Lu Yin stepped forward, pulling Qiao An behind him, his handsome face instantly turning gloomy.
He stared coldly at Ji Zhicheng, not understanding why he suddenly appeared.
Ji Zhicheng clenched his teeth as he glared at Qiao An with a look that seemed to want to devour her, "Qiao An, let's have a talk alone!"
Qiao An was not afraid of him, to her, Ji Zhicheng now seemed no different from a mad dog.
She had a rough idea why he had come to find her.
"There's nothing between us worth discussing. If you want to talk, we can talk right here."
Ji Zhicheng was furious, talk here?
In front of so many people, he wanted him to reveal the fact that he had been cuckolded all these years?
If it wasn't for the man standing in front of her looking tough to deal with, he would have dragged her away right now, not letting her be so presumptuous.
"Qiao An, let's talk alone," Ji Zhicheng's temples bulged with veins, a look of someone about to devour another.
