“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jian Ming said: “Are you saying that you’re not interested in Miss Ye, that she isn’t worthy of being your companion?”

He then gazed implicatively at the scion and continued: “Ah, I guess I understand, you are the future lord of Paramount and think there is a disparity between the social status of the involved parties.”

He couldn’t fight back when Li Qiye’s group teased him. It was a different story now and the scion turned red as a result.

“That’s not what I meant at all.” The latter waved his hands repeatedly...