Tyrant Gu stood on the outskirts of the crowd not far away, towering above the rest like a crane amongst chickens. His gaze was fixed on her, as cruel, profound, and sharp as his temperament, emanating a powerful aura that was overwhelmingly oppressive, making it impossible for others to look directly at him.
Ming Yao's mind suddenly became a whirl of chaos.
Why was he at the bar?
Had he already recognized her?
Even with a mask on her face, he could still identify her, which meant he must also have some feelings for her, after all!
But now was not the time to think of these things, she needed to figure out how to deal with him.
What was worse, Jing Hang was right by her side.
Jing Hang was the boyfriend of Gu Fuzhen, who had contracted a terminal illness. So what was he doing dancing with her in the dance floor?
Ah ah ah!
This was truly a massive social death scene!
Jing Hang noticed that something was off with Ming Yao and turned his head to look as well.