Lian Xinying could hear the sarcasm in his smile, so she raised her head.
Her gaze met his, word by word she said, "It's just a normal social event, Yan Ye, did you come here to have fun by coincidence or..."
She saw the wine glass in his hand, hence the question.
Was he here for the event originally or did he come specifically because of her?
"Didn't you see the wine glass in my hand? By chance, I'm here to have fun too. I heard you're having a great time here with people, so I thought I'd drop by and see..." Yan Ye said coldly, paused, then continued, "That's all."
Just dropped by to see, that's all.
Yan Ye finished speaking, then turned around and walked away.
Since everything was her decision, why did he come? Like a clown.
After leaving the room, Yan Ye directly threw the wine glass into the trash can in the corridor.
Suave and charming.
But what did not match his charming demeanor was his inner turmoil.
His heart hurt.
