Before Gu Bichen could respond, without saying another word, she grabbed him and dashed out.
At the grand theater, people were orderly lining up to enter.
Leng Xingshuang had VIP tickets, so naturally, she entered through the VIP passage.
The theater staff guided the two to the VIP section.
Suddenly, Leng Xingshuang's steps paused, and she bit the tip of her silver tooth in frustration.
"Just my luck, of all people, I had to run into her…"
Gu Bichen narrowed his eyes and looked over, his brows furrowing slightly.
In the VIP section, a young girl in a purple dress was seated gracefully. Her slender swan-like neck made her appear elegant and noble. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, exuding an air of gentle refinement and dignified charm.
Seated to the girl's right was a young man with a reserved and distinguished demeanor; they appeared to have come together.
Noticing their gaze, the girl looked up.
