Zhang Yating was very unhappy. When her grandfather's other friends met her, they all greeted and praised her, saying that she was so beautiful and sensible. They were being polite and nice to her for her grandfather's sake.
Moreover, with her beauty, great figure, identity, and family background, there were usually countless admirers around her pursuing her crazily.
But now, this bad guy, who was not much older than her, did not even look at her the whole time as if she hadn't existed. He was ignoring her.
She was too arrogant to stand being ignored.
Wang Ke turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yating, the unruly girl, and then he said calmly, "Miss Zhang, your grandfather invited me this time. It stands to reason that I am the guest, and you are the host. You should greet me first. D
