As this unexpected person appeared, many looked towards the woman who had walked out of the private room, standing in front of the guard, audacious and ignorant of her limited power.
Wen Xiangyang heard the woman's voice and lifted her head, only to see a familiar face.
Seeing that face with mixed-blood features, her pupils contracted.
Was it true that enemies often cross each other's path?
She had run into Li Lanxi again.
Was Li Lanxi... helping her?
"Oh, my babe, your old habit is acting up again. Hurry up and get inside with me." A man, mincing his steps and waving his gaily painted fingers, ran out from the private room. He reached out to pull Li Lanxi, trying to drag her back in.
Yet, Li Lanxi wouldn't play along.
She pushed away the man who tried to pull her, and yelled, "What do you mean 'old habit acting up again'? They're all big men bullying a weak woman, and yet you all stand by without doing anything, and even stop me from interfering?"