Seeing that Qin Mengying was about to turn around, another person quickly said, "Miss, is there anyone you know here? You can call them to come out and meet you."
Qin Mengying sighed softly, preparing to make a call, but inadvertently looked up to see the scene inside.
In the middle, a pair of beautiful people danced gracefully, surrounded by those envious and jealous. When the dance ended, Ou Mingxuan elegantly placed one hand on his chest and bowed, then led his dance partner away to thunderous applause.
She saw... Ou Mingxuan holding the hand of Zhao Anxin, who wore a blissful smile, as they approached his adoptive father. Not only Zhao Fuheng, but Zhao Anxin's mother, An Jiayu, was also there.
They conversed happily, harmoniously like a family.
The hand holding the phone unconsciously lowered, Qin Mengying slowly shook her head, "No."
This time, it seems she was being sentimental.
Thinking she was being waited for, cared about, loved...
