Chen Cheng looked up, his gaze sweeping through the crowd until it finally settled on a familiar figure—Tong Jialu.
The tight-fitting grey camisole dress accentuated her shapely figure perfectly.
Her carefully styled big wavy curls, each one shining enticingly, with a few strands draped over her cheeks, added allure.
She looked completely different from her usual self at work.
She quietly watched in Chen Cheng's direction, waiting for his response.
"What's up? Got a friend over there?" Xiao Meier also glanced at the content on Chen Cheng's phone, moving her body to the rhythm of the music by her ear and said with a laugh, "Invite them over, let's have fun together!"
Feng Biao said, "Yeah! The more the merrier! We can't finish all this alcohol by ourselves anyway!"
"Okay!" Chen Cheng stood up and waved at Tong Jialu.
Tong Jialu quickly received Chen Cheng's signal, walked through the crowd, and approached.
