He was about to step forward, but immediately caught a glimpse of Shi Nuannuan, who was also dancing on the dance floor, with Zhong Shenghao.
The moment he saw the two of them chatting and laughing, Xiangyi felt as if something was blocking his heart. He felt so stifled that he even felt that the scene was somewhat a little too much.
However, he quickly put away his feelings and walked to a long dining table, quietly waiting for the end of the song.
His Excellency was dancing with Miss Manli, so he naturally didnât want to disturb them.
As for Jing Xinleiâs escape from prison, heâd better wait for this dance to end.
In the lounge, Zuo Weiyi sat on a European sofa, feeling completely exhausted!
She didnât do that much today, perhaps just walked a few steps. So she didnât expect to be so tired. Her legs were almost sore!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She rubbed her legs as she sat on the sofa.
Suddenly, the door opened. She turned around, thinking that it was Shi Yuting or Shen Lanzhi.
Instead, she saw a hotel waiter.
This was the lounge. What was the waiter doing here?
No, he didnât seem like a waiter
Although he was wearing a waiterâs clothes, he had a hat on his head, which didnât seem to be part of the waitersâ attire of Joss Hotel.
Zuo Weiyi could not help but feel a little strange. She looked at the waiter and asked, âYou are not a waiter here, are you?â
The person who came in remained silent. After he came in, he gently closed the door of the lounge and locked it.
Zuo Weiyi saw what the waiter was doing and her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
âWhat are you doing?!â She raised her voice as she gradually felt that there was something amiss with the waiter.
The waiter still didnât say anything as he removed his cap and his shoulder-length hair fell down.
Zuo Weiyi was shocked.
He was a woman? Then why was she wearing a male waiterâs clothes?
âWho are you? What are you trying to do?â
Zuo Weiyi looked at her thin face for quite a while, but she couldnât recognize it.
It wasnât until her voice rang out, âLong time no see, Mrs. Shi.â
Upon hearing this familiar voice, Zuo Weiyi furrowed her brows tightly before coming to a sudden realization!
This voice belonged to...Jing Xinlei?!
âYou... you are...â Zuo Weiyi was still in disbelief as she looked at the woman in front of her.
Was the thin woman standing in front of her really the same Jing Xinlei from back then?
The first time Zuo Weiyi saw Jing Xinlei, the latter looked stunning! However, the woman standing in front of her now had clearly changed. She looked extremely malnourished and emaciated. How was she the Jing Xinlei from back then?
And wasnât she supposed to still be in prison? Why was she here?
Jing Xinlei curled her lips and revealed a cold smile as she leisurely looked around the magnificent lounge.
âItâs not strange that Mrs. Shi doesnât remember me. After all, compared to me, who was tortured to death in prison, Mrs. Shi lives a supreme life. Naturally, she wonât remember small characters like us. Donât you agree?â
As soon as she finished speaking, Jing Xinlei had already reduced the distance between her and Zuo Weiyi.