317 Third Yans Old Flame (2/2)
I'm better than Jiang Zhuoheng at everything, so I just don't understand why that stupid woman fell in love with that guy and not me? She remained faithful and devoted to that wretched feminine guy all these years.
And she even gave up the opportunity to study abroad for him and pined for his return for the three whole years.
He snorted with disdain at the thought of it, then raised the wine bottle and poured himself a drink. He gulped it down in one go.
Rather than bitter, the alcohol tasted sour in his mouth as it flowed down his throat.
Ming Ansheng who was sitting next to him seemed to read his mind, and he inched closer. Amused, he remarked, ”Eh, so is Xuxu not here tonight because you were afraid that the cowherd would meet the weaving maid? [2. The cowherd and the weaving maid are a pair of lovers being separated by the milky way who can only meet once a year]”
Cowherd and the weaving maid?
Yan Rusheng's face darkened instantly, and he glanced menacingly at Ming Ansheng. ”Ming Ansheng, are you seeking death?”
How dare he say my wife and that feminine fellow are separated lovers?!
Even if that stupid woman is the weaving maid, I should be the cowherd instead! Never in a lifetime would that feminine fellow be the cowherd!
But Ming Ansheng's guess was right; tonight he didn't want Xuxu to come because he knew that Jiang Zhuoheng would definitely be here, He didn't want them to meet.
So when he asked her earlier, he was actually afraid that she might agree.
”Hey, hey! Guess who I bumped into outside.”
Lu Yinan went out to make a phone call, and when he returned, he seemed eager to make everyone notice his presence once more. He raised his voice excitedly to attract everyone's attention.
Someone interjected, ”Who? Your old flame?”
”It's an old flame indeed.” Lu Yinan smiled maliciously and without his usual gracefulness.
He paused, and then looked at Yan Rusheng as he continued. ”But it's not mine. It's Third Yan's old flame.”
A fool would know who this person was.