A few people heard her words, and for a moment, couldn't refute them. Among them, Feng Yongzhuo silently started drinking. The tall and handsome one stroked his chin, thinking about how Little One had transformed tonight, truly transformed in a way that made people look at her differently. Any man, after tonight, can no longer see Shen Jiayin as an immature little girl.
The transformed butterfly can be breathtakingly beautiful. It's unknown what Yao Ye, who always saw her as a child, would think.
Jun Ye's table was quite peaceful. Only Zhao Wensheng, a college classmate, was called to join. Who would dare provoke him, not even to flatter him? Now, Yao Ye came, bringing Little One, making it a four-person table, so clean it was almost falling apart.
"Lu Jun and I are both married, so we don't go around causing trouble for those single guys." Zhao Wensheng explained the current tranquility with a smile.
