Zhang Gong had just left when a car stopped at the entrance to Baishan Manor.
"Well, well, if it isn't the infamous Mr. Yang Qi."
The car window rolled down, and a head poked out. It was none other than Wang Teng, the Young Master of the Wang Family. He had once fancied Lin Qingxuan and had a few unpleasant run-ins with Yang Qi, though it was always Wang Teng who had started the trouble. Sitting beside him was Li Qiutong. The two of them were dressed to the nines, likely on their way to turn some heads.
Yang Qi glanced at Wang Teng but paid him no mind, walking straight toward the entrance of Baishan Manor. Just as he reached the gate, however, he was stopped by a security guard.
"Kid, I've been watching you for a while now," a portly guard said curtly. "You've just been standing there. What are you scheming?"
