Shen Jing picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip dully. Her gaze travelled to Lin Qing's direction from time to time, as she did not have a good feeling about Zhu Chengdong.
"Ms. Shen Jing, do you want to make that person suffer?"
Mo Wen laughed. Looking at Shen Jing's appearance, the annoyance and hate she harbored towards the "promising youth" was not normal.
"Of course I want to. And how do I go about doing that?"
Shen Jing's eyeballs rolled and she looked at Mo Wen with some interest.
"Come with me."
Mo Wen picked up the glass of red wine and got up to walk over to Lin Qing's side.
Shen Jing looked at Mo Wen, feeling perplexed, but followed him without really knowing what was going on.
"Aiya, Sister Lin, long time no see. It's such a surprise to be able to see you at this banquet."