This kind of socializing was not something Tang Xiu liked, yet there was a purpose as to why he came today. After exchanging some greetings and pleasantries, he led Ouyang Lulu, Li Laoshan, and Wang Daoyuan to a remote table.
“Tang Xiu, why did you look tortured when you were exchanging pleasantries with others?” Asked Ouyang Lulu smilingly, as she came to Tang Xiu’s side.
“I really hate this kind of social exchange with no food for the mind. They may talk to us warmly now, but they tend to forget who you are after parting ways. Even if they do remember us, it’s because they encountered trouble or something like that. Their real objectives are definitely not as pure as you with your friends.”
