From beginning to end, Ming Ruochu didn't dare to glance at Tang Yuxin even once.
Even though she knew that this man's eyes had never left her.
I'm sorry, Yuxin… we, it's already impossible now.
She turned her eyes away resolutely, looking elsewhere as if she had never known him.
Wen Meimei felt an endless sorrow in her heart, having always thought her own emotional journey was rough, she hadn't expected Ruochu and stinking Tangguo to be in the same boat.
As an outsider, she couldn't intervene, only able to watch the drama unfold before her eyes.
At this moment, the birthday banquet's hostess, Lady An, made her entrance.
Everyone put their own thoughts aside and turned to look at the graceful figure.
Lady An walked to the small stage, greeted everyone briefly, and announced that the birthday banquet was officially starting.
