She knows or has heard of all the second-generation people in Imperial Capital who have some status. How could there be such a number one person?

If there was, she would have heard about it long ago.

This guy is probably talking nonsense.

She frowned lightly, and her eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of disgust.

Although this man was really handsome, his conduct was so disdainful that she instantly lost all affection for him.

But, at this moment, there was a commotion coming from the other side of the door, and someone was calling Mr. Jiang.

Then, a figure walked through the crowd, walked quickly, and shouted excitedly: "Where is my Brother Ye?"

Zhuo Lin was suddenly startled and a little confused.

Brother Ye?

who is this?

Who can let a person like Mr. Jiang be called brother?
Chapter completed!