He had his doubts, but always felt that Qin Jiaran couldn't possibly betray him, so even if he suspected, his rationality pushed it back.
How could Qin Jiaran completely hide it under his eyes?
He spent much more time in the bar than she did, he knew some of the ins and outs better than her.
After walking inside, he indeed saw Qin Jiaran's figure.
She stood below the dance floor, seemingly waiting for someone, Fu Lingfeng stood at a distance from her, hidden behind the crowd.
Soon after, Zhou Ronghao came down from upstairs.
Qin Jiaran followed him all the way upstairs, Zhou Ronghao reached out to wrap her waist, but she dodged, "Don't, there are many people here."
"Don't worry, no one here knows us." Zhou Ronghao forcibly embraced her waist, pulling her to his side.
The two of them intimately went upstairs, with Fu Lingfeng's gaze like a blade following them until they disappeared from sight.
He withdrew his gaze, a cold smile spreading on his lips.
