Tang Ming and Su Xiaoxi had just entered the banquet hall when they saw Li Xiaoli waving at them from not far away.
"That shield only got me so far, I need to head over there now,"
Tang Ming told Su Xiaoxi.
Su Xiaoxi also saw Li Xiaoli waving. Feeling a wave of sourness in her heart, she was about to say something when her phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw a call from home, so she quickly picked it up.
Seeing that Su Xiaoxi didn't refuse, Tang Ming walked towards Li Xiaoli.
Li Xiaoli, holding a high-stemmed glass, pouted at Tang Ming, "Tang Ming, spending so much time with a beauty, did you have a romantic encounter?"
"Romantic encounter?"
Tang Ming shook his head. "It wasn't a fright, let alone a romantic encounter!"
"Not a single word of truth."
Liu Mengting, sitting on a nearby chair, grumbled unhappily without even lifting her head.
