Nangong Jin walked out of the private room, adjusted his clothes, and headed out.
Unexpectedly, he ran into someone familiar—it was Di Mingzhe. The sudden encounter gave him quite a scare.
In an instant, the cold and brooding aura around him dissipated, and he returned to his usual lazy and nonchalant self.
Di Mingzhe obviously saw Nangong Jin as well. He raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Xiaojin, what are you doing here?"
Wasn't it Di Jinxuan's birthday today?
It was almost midnight now. Why was Nangong Jin here?
"Hey, big brother." Nangong Jin cheerfully raised his hand, smiling so innocently that it erased any trace of the dark aura he had just moments ago.
"What are you doing here?" Di Mingzhe didn't return his enthusiasm, his eyes growing slightly colder.
"I came here with a friend." Nangong Jin lit a cigarette, avoiding a direct answer since there were others around.
