But at such annual galas, whether it was the chitchat among business elites or the men and women gracefully dancing in the ballroom, none of it had anything to do with her.
Looking at the vast banquet hall, Feng Jinglei nibbled on some food but ultimately couldn't eat any more, deciding to get up and go outside for some fresh air.
Just as she turned around, she suddenly bumped into a figure.
Her steps instinctively halted, and she looked up at the woman who had suddenly appeared in front of her.
They had met a couple of times before; naturally, Feng Jinglei was not unfamiliar with her.
Dongfang Li was holding a glass of high-end red wine, looking Feng Jinglei up and down with a condescending gaze.
This woman was naturally beautiful, wearing only light makeup but still stunning enough to make Dongfang Li almost not recognize her at first. Only after a moment did she realize this was the woman who had dined with Qin Feimo that day.
Ha! A girlfriend?
