The venue was bustling with people, and security was extremely strict.
Mrs. Qin supported Old Mr. Qin, dutifully playing the role of a caring daughter-in-law wrapped in cotton padding.
Because they had VIP cards, they took the VIP channel. Just as they entered the venue, Lu Shiran also happened to pass through the security check.
Mrs. Qin wasn't interested in such events, and her gaze swept around boredly until the next moment when it froze; her pupils unconsciously contracted, revealing an expression of disbelief on her face.
Her gaze rested on Lu Shiran, who was waiting for Qiao Yun to come out of the security gate, and she couldn't look away.
This...
This was too much like that woman!
Mrs. Qin had seen a photo of the woman with whom Old Mr. Qin had an affair years ago, a photo that her father still kept to this day.
From the words written on the back of the photo, she even knew that woman's name was Lu Wan.
