Shang Hexing stood aloof, his presence impossible to ignore, let alone the prestige that came with his identity, which drew many to engage him in small talk.
Wen Zhi began to watch him and couldn't shift her gaze away.
He seemed to sense her stare, slightly turning his body to avoid giving her a full view of his face.
Wen Zhi: "..."
Was it her imagination...
Shang Hexing looked as if he were angry, didn't he?
However, Wen Zhi preferred to believe that Shang Hexing was ignoring her not because he was unwilling to acknowledge her in a crowded setting, lest their familiarity damage his distinguished status.
"Xiaoyin?"
Tan Zhongyao recognized Liang Yin at first glance and approached him with an outstretched hand and a beaming smile.
Wen Zhi discreetly released Liang Yin's arm. Liang Yin stepped forward and gave Tan Zhongyao a light embrace, "Uncle Tan, your birthday banquet is a tradition year after year, and I'm here the day after."
