The shouting, very unfamiliar.
However...
This woman's voice, it had a full dose of sourness that made Wu Jie quite uncomfortable.
He stopped in his tracks, slightly turning his gaze.
Behind him stood a charming nightclub lady.
Wavy curls, willow-leaf eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a lifted nose bridge.
Bright, fair cheeks, and blood-red lips, dressed in a fiery red V-neck long dress.
Such a heavily made-up woman naturally wore quite a few accessories.
Earrings, necklace, watch, handbag... one would not go without them, and they were all exquisite and expensive.
That's just how strong her perfume was, almost hitting you in the face.
Even though it was high-end, it still gave off the effect of a mosquito repellent, nauseating.
The lady's features were quite nice, and there seemed to be no signs of plastic surgery.
Wu Jie took a closer look and realized she was an old acquaintance.
Xie Wanjun!
