Looking at Bai Zhiqing's back, Lu Tianxing let out a bitter smile, but a strong sense of curiosity rose in his heart; he really wanted to see what kind of sacred being this Li Ya was. He merely asked a question, and Bai Zhiqing reacted with such a strong sense of crisis to warn him not to have improper thoughts about this woman.
Lu Tianxing shrugged his shoulders, not following Bai Zhiqing, instead casually picking up a glass of wine from a tray of a passing waiter, and sat down at a table not far away specially prepared for guests, leisurely drinking wine and enjoying the food, besides, he had never liked these social events aimed at forging connections.
