Upon hearing a familiar voice, Wen Shu frowned and looked at Lu Di's hypocritical face.
"How's the party? Do you like it?"
His smile was gentle, and his handsome and upright face looked gentlemanly and righteous, completely unrelated to the insidious, female-manipulating male she had inferred.
Wen Shu was unwilling to waste time with him, and amidst the mixed odors, she spotted Bai Qiao and planned to pursue.
But Lu Di stepped closer, blocking her path, "Where are you going?"
Covered by a wide shadow, Wen Shu stepped back a few steps, looked up at him, and caught a trace of obscurity in his eyes, her face turned colder.
After a few more times of Spiritual Control, Bai Qiao would either go mad or become a fool.
But Lu Di before her didn't care at all!
"Move aside."
She raised her hand to push him away, but suddenly her wrist was tightly gripped. With a strong pull, she stumbled a few steps.
