The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.
Just as An Lan was hesitating whether to turn around and go back to the event, a shadow loomed overhead. Instinctively, she tilted her head and saw a young man who had somehow positioned himself in front of her. The distance between them was less than half a meter.
An Lan could even smell the bold Jo Malone cologne on him, as well as the scent of hair gel from above.
She instinctively stepped back and looked at the young man with furrowed brows and a touch of displeasure. No matter what, wasn't his sudden approach quite rude?
An Lan didn't recognize the young man, but judging by his age, she guessed he must have come with his family. Remembering that this was Xiao Yihe and Ouyang Yan's engagement party, An Lan decided to leave, adhering to the principle that less trouble is better.
