Banquet hall.
Mo Zhizi was chatting with a friend, but she inexplicably felt a burning gaze on her from behind.
Her smile froze, and she turned around to look.
Indeed, she saw a pair of deep and profound eyes.
Gu Mocheng, with a devil-may-care demeanor, was sitting in a chair nearby, holding a glass of champagne, a mischievous smile on his lips, staring at her.
Mo Zhizi glanced coldly and ignored him.
This Master Gu is really annoying.
At that moment, Mo Chen entered the banquet hall with Qiao Ruoxin on his arm, their figures looking exceptionally well-matched.
Qiao Ruoxin spotted Mo Zhizi immediately, her eyes widening in surprise as she walked over.
"You... you're the girl from last time..." Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but laugh, surprised to encounter her here.
Wasn't this the girl who warned her at the last banquet when she was almost framed by Qiao Sisi and Bai Xue's mother? What a coincidence.
Mo Zhizi smiled slightly, "Yes, hello, little sister-in-law."