Naturally, Ling Changqing couldn't possibly agree to Ling Bingyun's proposal right now.
But before he could speak, a handsome young man fanning himself with a folding fan squeezed through the crowd, his tone slightly rushed.
"Bingyun, this is no small matter for you. Wouldn't it be better to consider it more carefully?"
The look he gave Ling Changqing was filled with well-hidden jealousy and hostility. His intentions were obvious.
However, Ling Changqing couldn't be bothered to even look him in the eye. With a light flick of his sleeve, he said, "Since Miss Bingyun is occupied, perhaps we can speak another day!"
With that, he ignored the beautiful woman's attempts to stop him, turned, and gracefully departed.
Ling Bingyun's expression instantly turned cold. "Ling Yang, what is the meaning of this?" she asked, her tone harsh. "Are my affairs any of your business?"
The young man named Ling Yang looked somewhat embarrassed and explained in a low voice,
