"Just came to keep my boyfriend company since I'm idle."
Jiang Ruan did not notice any change in the man's mood as she intertwined her fingers with his again.
Only then did a subtle light flicker in Fu Chi's eyes, behind his glasses, and a subtle shift occurred in his aura.
Jiang Fei's gaze rested on their intertwined hands for a second or two.
He then asked, "Where are your seats?"
Fu Chi adjusted his glasses, his tone neither warm nor cold, "We are not important guests. We're in the back seats."
Right now, all he wanted was to put some distance between himself and this woman.
Jiang Fei casually lifted his chin, his eyes cold and pearly, "It doesn't matter, it's the same for me no matter where I sit."
Fu Chi looked up at her.
This woman was obviously playing dumb.
"It's Mr. Yun!"
"Mr. Yun has arrived!"
Suddenly, a commotion loomed ahead.
All the media on the scene rushed over to one direction, a significant movement that was hard to ignore.
