The car drove into a certain high-class club, and Gong Ting hadn't answered Xiao Yu's question by the time they got out. Seeing this, Xiao Yu tactfully assumed he had already replied. When the waiter came over to open the car door, she nodded politely at him and then lifted her gown to move to Gong Ting's side.
Looking at the entrance lined with a red carpet, Xiao Yu took a deep breath, trying her best to maintain a graceful smile, and linked arms with Gong Ting as they entered the banquet hall.
The banquet hall was bustling with guests, each holding a wine glass, exchanging pleasantries. To Xiao Yu, everyone seemed to wear a mask on their faces, feeling particularly insincere and false. She disliked such social gatherings the most.
Gong Ting glanced at her and whispered in her ear, "Don't leave my side tonight."
Xiao Yu had little interest in such dull parties, so she nodded, "Don't worry."
