"Yiyi, who is that woman with Third Young Master? By the looks of it, she doesn't seem to have good intentions!"
Suddenly, Feng Siyu grabbed Qiao Yi's hand, directing her gaze towards Lu Yanchuan.
Dressed in a red gown, Le Bai stood ambiguously close to Lu Yanchuan, the two contrasting with one cold and the other vibrant, oddly seeming well-matched together.
Qiao Yi slightly furrowed her brows, feeling somewhat uncomfortable as she watched the two of them.
Why is Lu Yanchuan standing so close to that woman?
Meanwhile, Le Bai was actively trying to engage Lu Yanchuan in conversation, but her efforts were noticeably ineffective; regardless of what she said or did, Lu Yanchuan remained indifferent.
Is he really that uninterested?
Frustrated and helpless, Le Bai finally stood up straight after being ignored by Lu Yanchuan again, and positioned herself opposite him, arms crossed.
