She felt so blessed about it.
No one in high society liked it when their wife was at the nightclub.
Gu Xin sneaked out of the private room with her bag. If her friends found out that she was leaving, they would not let her leave. She had to leave when no one was looking. She had a good tolerance for alcohol, so she would not get drunk usually.
When she finally left the private room, she strode out in her high heels.
Did they have to bump into each other so coincidentally every time?
She really did not want to bump into Di An and Wen Yan again.
Wen Yan looked drunk as she leaned into Di An's arms. She hugged his waist and buried her head in his chest. The two of them hugged each other intimately as they walked forward.
Di An looked like he was struggling. After all, it was inconvenient to hold her with one hand. The two of them were leaning against each other, and it looked a little ambiguous.
Gu Xin pursed her lips.
