"How rude!" Xiang Zongyin scolded. "Mr. Yimo is the savior of our entire family. Even your father has to show respect to Mr. Yimo, and yet you dare to pry into his private life!"
"I'm sorry, I had already signed a contract with Xiang Group upon joining, and no one from Xiang Group has the right to inquire about my private life!" Xiang Yimo replied calmly and unhurriedly.
Xiang Aoran's gaze lingered on Xiang Yimo's face for a while before shifting to Zhong Lingling in Xiang Yimo's arms.
Zhong Lingling was so nervous that her heart was pounding, fearing that someone would recognize her.
It seemed that all men were swayed by appearances, and Xiang Aoran obviously was not interested in Zhong Lingling's plain looks after her makeup!
"Mr. Yimo, you and your wife do make a good pair! One wearing a mask, afraid to show her face, and the other—well!" Xiang Aoran looked Zhong Lingling up and down, with obvious disdain.
Xiang Aoran's words were clearly a provocation.
