Bai Yuewan listened to He Hanjin's slightly heavy tone, feeling more guilty inside.
She slightly tugged at the corner of her lips, originally wanting to say something, but the imposing aura of He Hanjin was too strong, rendering her completely unable to utter another word.
He Hanjin looked at Bai Yuewan coldly, and seeing that she had nothing more to say, he directly took Wen Zhi's hand and walked away.
Bai Yuewan stared at their clasped hands, her jealousy becoming more apparent.
Her hands hanging by her sides slowly clenched tighter, her teeth biting down hard.
Bai Yuewan couldn't understand why Wen Zhi could stay by He Hanjin's side for so long, while she couldn't even garner a glance.
With her anger rising, Bai Yuewan just wanted to find a place to vent properly.
Inside the bar.
Bai Yuewan drank one glass after another without any pause, not even giving a second's time before the bartender's cocktails were all gulped down.
