"Jian Xia." Just as her words fell, a voice laced with anger suddenly resonated in the banquet hall.
Upon hearing this voice, Jian Xia couldn't help but shiver. Before she could turn around to see who it was, she felt her arm being abruptly seized, and almost within a breath's time, the hand holding her arm pulled her directly into a solid chest.
Jian Xia only felt like her nose had collided with a hard wall, the pain almost making her burst into tears on the spot.
When Lu Jingchen saw who had arrived, he curved his lips into a slight, even if polite, indifferent smile, and said, "Since Mr. Bo has arrived, I shall not impose any longer."
As Jian Xia heard Lu Jingchen's words, she hurriedly tried to extract herself from the embrace, but her waist was held tight. She turned her head back to look at Lu Jingchen, who was about to leave, and anxiously said, "Lu Jingchen, what are you doing? You're my date tonight; you can't just leave me here."
