His gaze drifted across the room, finally landing on the man he was looking for.
Wu Yuxuan was casually sipping from his glass, his eyes trained on the woman at the center of it all.
He appeared aloof, but anyone paying close attention could see the softness in his gaze whenever it landed on Chen Lin.
A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
Ji Yuhan downed the contents of his glass in one swift motion, straightening up as he set it down.
Zhen Bo, watching him, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "What's with you? It's still early. Planning to get drunk already?"
An Yuexin, nodding in agreement, added, "Yeah, we'll be here for a while. You might want to take it slow."
Ji Yuhan shrugged. "I don't get drunk easily."
With the spotlight on Chen Lin, she could only smile, though a flutter of nervousness stirred inside her.
