The woman in the red dress looked at Ye Zhiyu and looked her up and down a few times. She said, dripping with sarcasm, "In this world, there are all kinds of people. As long as one sees a handsome or rich man, one calls him husband. Actually, he won't even look at you!"

Ye Zhiyu ignored her and walked to the opposite side of Ji Huaizhi.

"I can explain what happened at the cafe. The relationship between me and him is not what you think."

Ji ...