"Go in, we agreed, just dinner tonight, no drinking."
"Okay, okay," Yang Feiliu raised both hands in surrender.
As soon as the two of them appeared, they caught the attention of Gu Jiaheng and Jiang Fanyue.
Yang Feiliu had an expressive face and brimmed with enthusiasm, while Jiang Zhe was completely indifferent.
But both possessed the same beauty, especially Jiang Zhe, whose casual elegance was flamboyant and unrestrained.
Jiang Fanyue had a harmless and simple girl-next-door kind of face, which was pretty, but paled in comparison to the more intense beauty, making it seem insipid.
She had always resented the unfairness of fate, wondering why sisters from the same family could look so different.
Jiang Zhe was always the center of attention, whereas she could only play a supporting role.
Now, she had finally worked her way into the protagonist's position and had no intention of giving it up easily.
