Bai Qianning hurried over, "Sichen, we were just talking about you! Why did it take you so long!"
"Traffic jam." Leng Sichen replied expressionlessly.
"I see! Huh? Sichen, what's wrong with your foot?" Bai Qianning noticed that Leng Sichen's walking posture seemed a bit off and immediately asked with concern.
The next second, a murderous gaze shot straight toward Xia Yuxun.
Xia Yuxun shrank back like a frightened little rabbit, instinctively moving closer to Leng Siche and using his arm to shield herself from Leng Sichen's knife-sharp glare.
Leng Sichen huffed, This little thing! Now she knows to be afraid!
"It's nothing, just bumped into some people in the crowd."
Leng Sichen sat down next to Bai Qianning, to her other side were Leng Siche and Xia Yuxun in order.
On another sofa were Mo Fei and Han Qiyu.
After everyone got acquainted, they began to sing, drink, and chat leisurely.
