HE HAD NO RIGHT

Shortly after the conversation ended, a third person came to their table and sat down without ceremony like he owned the place.

"Wang Che, you are here. I am glad." Qi Han spoke with unconcealed happiness as he looked at his friend with a smile.

"You sent a personalised invite to me. I could hardly let you down." Wang Che returned the smile.

Wang Che had always been a smart man, and he could see through Qi Han without much thought. He understood that the reason for the enthusiastic, can't-afford-to-miss-this-party, personal invite as well as this personal greeting was a form of attempt to see Hu Lei.

After all, Qi Han could hold grudges, and he had probably not forgotten the fact that he had found Hu Lei and kept the matter a secret. It was this understanding of his friend's psyche that had driven him to warn Hu Lei before bringing her to this party.

"I heard that you brought a couple of people with you." Qi Han did not conceal the impatient interest on his face.