The guests have already arrived, and it's too late for Yang Fan to leave now.
Yang Huiru, Yuan Shanshan stood behind Murong Yan, sighing helplessly.
Murong Yan, however, looked at Yang Fan with an unchanged expression. Yang Fan appeared utterly baffled; isn't a birthday supposed to be a joyous occasion for everyone?
Was it easy for him? After finally taking care of many things, he rushed home to change clothes and hurried over here. Could this woman be blaming him for being late, judging from that expression?
Just as Yang Fan was preparing to say hello, Wu Wei came over and greeted him proactively, "Hello, I'm Wu Wei, Murong Yan's classmate. It's an honor to meet you."
Wu Wei? What's that supposed to mean?
My fiancée's classmate, could he possibly be her ex-boyfriend? Damn it, I'll spank you when I get home.
That was Yang Fan's most immediate thought. Although he had seen this guy in newspapers, in person, he didn't seem all that impressive.
