Tang Anzhi didn't know these people, but Hen Yalun mixed in this circle, so when she heard these familiar voices, she cursed inwardly, "Fuck, it's really a small world, huh? How can I run into them wherever I go? It's just too annoying."
Obviously, the other party also saw Hen Yalun, and screamed out loud, "Hen Yalun? How come you are here?" The disgust in their eyes was all too clear to see.
Hen Yalun sneered at the scream, particularly this woman's look, sneered, "Does this woman really have the nerve to show such eyes?" "Guan Siyu, your question is really funny, what do we do here that concerns you? Is this place yours? Or is it that you are allowed to be here but we are not?"
The expression on Guan Siyu's face, who was choked up by the retort, turned ugly in an instant: "You?"
"What 'you' and 'me,' this is a public place." Hen Yalun sneered disdainfully and snapped back without any politeness.
