Wu Ningjing had fled.
After speaking of these private matters with Luo Ziling, she could no longer bear to stay by his side. Under the pretense of attending to guests, she had made a hasty escape.
Watching Wu Ningjing's frantic exit, Luo Ziling shook his head with a bitter smile.
It seemed that the previous generation was even crazier than their own.
Luo Ziling also believed that the more he interacted with these people, the more of the past he would learn, and there would undoubtedly be many shocking revelations.
There were quite a few guests invited to Luo Yuqing's birthday party, but Luo Ziling only recognized Yang Qingyin and Ye Xiaoli, as well as a few companions around him. He didn't know the rest. Of course, this excluded the few people he had just met.
Soon, Luo Yuqing reentered the room—it must have been time for the party to commence, and the official program was about to begin.