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The stereo played.A soft feminine voice floated from it accompanied by light music.

Feng Mian's living room was riffled with loud noises contrasting the soothing but unheard music.

Many of the people gathered were dressed in casual clothings and held beer cans in their hands while some contrastingly had wine glasses.

The Party had reached its climax and people had begun to group off amongst themselves. The alcohol in their glasses taking effect.

Different groups with different conversations.

" I Call Dips On The Tall Dark Man With The Surname Murong."

A girl whispered loudly and giggled, shooting 'heart eyes' at the handsome dark haired man- Murong Jian who was currently drinking elegantly from his wine glass. He was chatting merrily with some girls sitting across from him.

He looked cramped in his seat but seemed comfortable enough.