"Sister Shen!" Yan Youwei didn't expect to run into a familiar face here. It was Shen Rongyin, the daughter of the old, semi-retired commissar of their military district. Yan Youwei had a good impression of her. She was especially gentle and didn't put on airs.
Shen Rongyin's gaze swept over the others idly, when she saw two very outstanding faces. Shen Rongyin had seen many good-looking people before, but when she saw the face of the very young, handsome, and majestic man sitting upright in front of her, her eyes widened for a moment.
Qi Zhenbai naturally sensed the woman's gaze. His eyes were cold and his aura was too powerful. Shen Rongyin's pupils contracted, and she didn't dare look any further. She immediately averted her eyes. The gaze of the man next to Shen Rongyin also faltered, and he also averted his gaze.