Tang Anzhi walked up to Meng Xiabing, and the two of them went to sit down in a corner.
"Tang Tang, I didn't expect to run into you here. I thought the young master wouldn't attend this banquet. Surprisingly not only did he come, but he also brought you along." Meng Xiabing sized up Tang Anzhi from head to toe, "You look pretty in the outfit you're wearing today, it's just that..."
Her gaze fell on the shawl on Tang Anzhi's shoulders, which matched well, but she felt that it would be even more beautiful without the shawl.
If those delicate shoulders were exposed, it would definitely be extremely beautiful.
Why hide such great assets? But then she immediately figured that the young master probably didn't want his wife to show even a tiny bit to others. Look at how jealous he gets.
Tang Anzhi knew what she was going to say but didn't pick up on that comment. Instead, she changed the subject, "Who was that man with you just now?" She had seen them acting somewhat intimately.
