Su Mo glanced at Ye Jing, always finding him a peculiar man. He wasn't like the usual rich kids, lacking that haughtiness and incredibly smooth, just like a slick old-businessman.
At that moment, Su Mo's gaze shifted toward Tang Zhi, who was already cozying up to Xiao Jie with a glass of wine, gazing at him with affection, her face blooming like a peach blossom. She had deliberately pulled down the floral collar of her dress, exposing a generous view of her cleavage, nearly writing the word "free" on her forehead.
Xiao Jie, however, responded politely, clinking his glass with Tang Zhi, his gaze never wandering inappropriately.
The others at the event only smiled at this scene, understanding the situation but choosing not to comment. There were many who aspired to rise in rank these days, but alas, not everyone was aware of their own limits.
At this time, Xiao En asked Ye Xue out of curiosity, "Ye Xue, what's your main focus now?"
