Su Hongxing looked at the other woman—it was Qiao Qiao, her best friend. She smiled, "If you can be here, why can't I?"
Qiao Qiao playfully punched Su Hongxing in the chest: "Naughty girl, who's this with you?"
"Ye Qilan, my date for tonight." Su Hongxing didn't dare tell the truth.
If Qiao Qiao knew that Ye Qilan was her lawful husband, she would probably tear Su Hongxing apart.
"Are you Hongxing's friend?" Ye Qilan asked politely.
"My name is Qiao Qiao, everyone fondly calls me Xiaoqiao. Mr. Ye, it's my pleasure to meet you."
In the middle of their conversation, Qiao Qiao lightly nudged Su Hongxing, muttering, "Come over with me, I have something to tell you."
Su Hongxing noticed Qiao Qiao's odd expression and was about to step aside with her and ask about it.
Suddenly, a familiar female voice echoed from the front: "Hongxing? Is that really you?!"
The voice belonged to Zhou Luhe.
Zhou Luhe was dressed in a green floor-length evening gown.
