Jiang Chenyue patted her hand in response to her coquetry, but her eyes were filled with anticipation as she looked at Rong Yan.
Rong Yan could somewhat see the purpose behind her insistence on her own attendance. She sighed silently in her heart, held Chu Xi's hand, and calmly said as if she hadn't heard Chu Xi's flaunting, "Hello, Miss Chu, we've met before. Happy birthday to you, may all go well and may you stay healthy."
The more Chu Xi disliked Rong Yan, the more she didn't believe she would sincerely wish her well. But in front of Jiang Chenyue, she had to maintain her façade. She squeezed Rong Yan's hand tightly and gave a sweet smile, "Thank you."
She let go of her hand, hooked her arm through Jiang Chenyue's, and said, "I'm so glad you came to my birthday party. I hope you have a great time, Miss Rong."
The two exchanged a glance and then tacitly looked away. Everyone knew very well that they didn't regard each other well, but running into each other was unavoidable.
