"May I ask who you are?"
Lian Qiao lamented internally.
This woman is so pretty, stylish, and comes from a wealthy background, Shuang Niuniu, what can you do?
Frowning, feeling troubled, displeased, yet in this kind of situation, it wasn't helpful to just say a few words, she glanced at the man across from her, who was wearing a light smile and seemed unperturbed, and said indifferently.
"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
"No problem." The woman smiled good-naturedly and nodded.
"Sister-in-law!"
Wei Liao called out to her with a smile, his tone as respectful as ever.
Although she felt a bit uncomfortable, Lian Qiao had no position or right to reproach Wei Liao, after all, what happened between him and Shuang Niuniu was consensual; one was willing to strike and the other willing to endure.
Yet, she still felt heartache for Shuang Niuniu.
"Wei Dui, I'm going to head inside…" She took a deep look at Wei Liao, then turned and headed for the multi-function hall.
