The woman scoffed, shook her head and said, "No, we just accidentally bumped against each other."
"I thought you liked him. It's better for you to choose me than him." Luo Zhan laughed satisfactorily. Before she had said anything, he walked toward the crowd.
The woman gratefully looked at the back of Luo Zhan and muttered to herself, "Lu Yihan looks very tall and handsome, but I didn't expect he was such a person, alas, what a pity!"
When Lu Yihan came out of the toilet, many girls saw him with different sights. Luo Zhan was drinking beer with Old Li with a girl sitting next to him. They seemed to have a good conversation. Old Li was thinking that Lu Yihan must be the most popular person tonight, but nobody knew that Luo Zhan could steal the limelight.
Lu Yihan also felt free, talking to his colleagues for a while, and then noticed that Luo Zhan was surrounded by more and more people and walked toward him with a beer in his hand.
