Wang Jingyuan folded his hands and leaned lazily on the seat.
After the group of people left, the hostility and tension on his body dispersed, and his expression became very casual.
He slightly lifted his eyelids and said to her, "Lu Qingyan, how come you're everywhere?"
Lu Qingyan stiffened, blinking once before adjusting her expression into something that said I'm unbothered, I swear.
She gave a polite little smile, tugging down the hem of her cardigan like it would restore her dignity
"My friend brought me," she said as calmly as she could, eyes flicking briefly toward the chaotic dance floor. "I didn't expect you to be here either."
After Wang Jingyuan heard this, he slowly spoke a sentence to her. He opened his mouth to say something—but just then, the bass from the speakers thudded hard enough to rattle the floor.
But the music was a little loud, so Lu Qingyan couldn't hear it clearly and said, "Ah?"
