She muttered to herself, this Young Master Chen really is like a haunting ghost that won't go away.
Young Master Chen was one of her many pursuers. Unlike the others, this guy was persistent and would not give up, even though he knew she was engaged. She rubbed her temples, a bit annoyed, thinking about how to dismiss this scoundrel in a proper manner.
As usual, this Young Master Chen came with a bouquet of red roses, a nonchalant smile on his face. Actually, he wasn't bad-looking, but his reputation was always poor, which made Cheng Ying have no favorable impression of him.
On top of that, he had a mob background, and offending someone like him wasn't a wise choice.
Cheng Ying thought that someone like this playboy wouldn't stay interested in her for long, so she hadn't fallen out with him completely. After all, the less trouble, the better.
