The music played on. The crowd moved. But Lu Jinchen didn't move. He stood frozen in place, his jaw clenched tight, his gaze like a burning arrow aimed directly at the man standing beside Xia Yuqing.
Xia Yuqing, on the other hand, was barely paying attention to what Si Han was saying. She was starting to get bored with his flirty remarks. He had been talking nonstop, teasing her, complimenting her. It didn't interest her. It only made her feel tired.
If she hadn't owed him that bloody favor, she would have walked away from his side long ago. She was about to excuse herself when she suddenly felt a heavy gaze on her. Slowly, she turned her head, and that's when she saw him.
Lu Jinchen.
