The Banquet Began

"The two of us are just normal friends. We came to the banquet together today. " Leng Aotian slowed down his voice to explain. His voice was so gentle that people couldn't help but think about it.

"Sister is already so old. It's normal for her to be in a relationship. We won't say anything. " Mu Yalan covered her mouth and giggled. Intentionally or unintentionally, she bumped into Lu Qian's tense body.

Lu Qian's body was stiff. His narrow eyes were burning with anger. The little woman in front of him was still sitting on the sofa with her hands on the sofa. She did not say anything else.

"Yes, it is only right to fall in love. " He slowly spat it out. As if he was trying to convince himself, Lu Qian's face was full of fatigue, and he even took half a step back.

Xia Qinglee coldly harrumphed and the veins on her hands bulged. Her fingertips were pale as she touched her other hand. There was no warmth at all.