After entering, Tang Yu slightly lifted her face; the private room was filled with men and women, all of the men either rich or distinguished.
But her eyes immediately found Ye Sihan.
His presence was so powerful and profound that it could subdue anyone into the background.
After placing the bottles of wine she brought on the coffee table in the center, Tang Yu stood to the side without leaving.
She continued to observe everything in the private room.
It seemed the women could be shared, with those from this corner able to join that corner, and vice versa.
However, no woman dared to sit beside Ye Sihan.
Tang Yu's gaze was darkly fixated on Ye Sihan, unblinkingly watching him, as if she harbored a lingering yearning after not having seen him for a long time.
Why wasn't he with a woman?
What was the reason?
Tang Yu couldn't help but think wishfully—was it because of her? Did Ye Sihan also have some reluctance towards her?