The woman in the red dress smiled with hidden malice;
The girl in the white dress was aloof as ice.
Sandwiched in between, Jiang Yunmei cursed Mr. Cen in her heart for being inconsiderate. But as far as the result was concerned, it seemed that only she felt uncomfortable; beside her, Song, who was whispering in her ear, spoke about simple things.
"The dresses are indeed beautiful, it's a pity I didn't prepare for this trip."
Song Yutang spoke with a tone of regret.
"I only brought my swimsuit."
What does it matter if you prepared, planning to compete with them on the same stage...
Besides, this is a "three-court trial," my dear schoolmate. You, being the third wheel, shouldn't you be more alert in dealing with the inquiries of the rightful wife? How are you still so relaxed, such innocence is truly exasperating.
Jiang Yunmei glanced again at Cen Dongsheng, finding him leisurely savoring his wine.
