Du Guosheng spotted Ruan Mei, and a sinister flash crossed the depths of his eyes before vanishing in an instant.
He quickly shifted his gaze, engaging in laughter and conversation with the people beside him, never looking their way again as if he didn't recognize them.
Ruan Mei coldly curved her lips, "Let's go outside, the air here is disgusting."
After speaking, she turned and briskly walked out, with Ji Qing following closely behind.
Wen Jiaren walked behind Ruan Mei, sensing the intense hatred emanating from the two of them. Those people had taken their loved ones and destroyed everything they had, a kind of hatred that time could never dilute, no matter how many years passed.
Outside, the open-air venue was beautifully arranged with many people dancing in the center of the dance floor.
The big shots were still inside, so the atmosphere outside was relaxed and pleasant.
Wen Jiaren grabbed a cup of fruit wine and chatted with Ruan Mei and Ji Qing.
