Then, Leng Rong saw a man walking toward his direction at a steady pace. The person appeared in front of his eyes out of the blue with a god-like aura.
He blinked blankly. For a split second, he thought he was hallucinating.
Leng Rong was just thinking about Ye Lanchen and there he was!
“Ye Lanchen, is that you?” Leng Rong inhaled sharply after recollecting himself. He realized this was not a hallucination but a harsh reality.
It was really Ye Lanchen’s doing. This man destroyed his career simply because he asked for Chu Wuyou’s hand in marriage?!
Besides, this man still dared to show up after all he had done? Was he here to boast of his success?
“Who else?” Ye Lanchen glanced at the other man casually, his expression calm and unperturbed as if this was not worth a mention.
Leng Rong clenched his fists. He really wished to punch this man right that instant but he stopped himself.
“Ye Lanchen, you’re ruthless.” Leng Rong forced those words through gritted teeth. He spent five years building his career and this man just destroyed it all without hesitation.
“Don’t call me ruthless when you’re the one trying to steal my woman.” Ye Lanchen was never a man who did things behind one’s back. He had made his intentions clear with these words.
“Who says that she’s your woman? What’s wrong with a good young man wooing a maiden he likes? Both Wuyou and I are not married yet. What could you do if I want to make her my wife?” Leng Rong still had no idea about the whole picture. It appeared that he did not wish to give up either.
“Ye Lanchen, kill me if you can but I’m definitely marrying Chu Wuyou.” A grin, filled with determination and flagrant provocation, washed over his face. Even if the man had destroyed his career, he would never surrender or give up on Chu Wuyou.
No matter how cruel or capable Ye Lanchen was, he would not dare to kill Leng Rong thus nothing could stop him from marrying the woman.
“Do you think you have the chance?” Ye Lanchen raised his eyebrows. A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes.
“Of course. Ye Lanchen, don’t think too highly of yourself. Wuyou likes the flowers I sent her yesterday and we had a good time chatting with each other. Let’s play it fairly and let Wuyou make the decision. She might not necessarily choose you. It’s more likely that she’ll pick me in the end. You’re the one that doesn’t stand a chance.” Despite the current circumstance, Leng Rong would not admit defeat in front of Ye Lanchen.
Besides, he thought this man was too arrogant and domineering, always pressuring Chu Wuyou. At the very most, she was only intimidated by Ye Lanchen and not truly in love with him.
Ye Lanchen only threw the other man a quick glance without commenting further. Then, he revealed a little red book and placed it in front of the man.
“What’s that?” Leng Rong stole a glance out of the corners of his eyes.
Stunned, he quickly darted his gaze toward the book. Several moments later, he finally extended his arm to open it.
He immediately saw the photos and names. His lips quivered and his eyes twitched but no words came from his mouth.
Then, he closed the little red book and stared at the three words written on its cover. He remained in that position for a long time as if he was trying to decipher its meaning.
It was no other than those three simple words – certificate of marriage.