She frowned, watching them for a moment. After confirming there was no intimate physical contact, she slowly averted her gaze.
She pulled out her phone and sent him a message asking where he was.
This time, he replied quickly.
"A few friends from Beijing are here. I came out to meet up with them. I'll be back soon."
Xu Su let out a slow breath, only to frown again a moment later.
She didn't like this feeling of being so insecure over a man; her mood instantly soured.
Her foul mood peaked the moment he drank from the glass another woman had poured for him.
She could barely stop herself from walking over to confront him.
Beside her, Jiang Chusheng, the organizer of the club event, noticed her getting distracted. He followed her line of sight, and his pupils constricted slightly.
He said, "Do you want to go ask? It's probably not what you think."
Although they were rivals for her affection, he didn't want to see her sad.
