"Don't laugh!" Fengye Wuyin glared at her furiously, humiliated and angry.
Jun Yiyi was speechless.
Fengye Wuyin's sharp gaze fell on Ji Lingkong, who was chatting with the councilman's wife not far away. His purple eyes narrowed slightly; this was the person his father had warned him to be wary of!
This man had been by the councilman's wife's side, looking elegant and relaxed, but his eyes harbored vigilance and caution. His mannerisms, and even the position he stood in, were skillful, intentionally or unintentionally distancing the councilman's wife from the guests who approached to chat, occupying the most advantageous position to protect her safety.
Fengye Wuyin noticed this, and his heart jolted.
He had always been dismissive of others, feeling that most of his peers were fools, and even more were brainless. There were very few smart people, and those who could match his strength were even rarer.
