The next moment, a man she knew all too well walked over slowly, arm in arm with a woman who looked gentle and charming.
The man was tall and handsome, standing out from the crowd with his upright and masculine presence.
It was Wang Qian, her once intimately known lover.
As he walked forward, Wang Qian was still holding the arm of a woman carrying an infant.
The woman had a round face and a slender figure, with a touch of charm mixed with cuteness.
Although her skin wasn't fair and there was no trace of makeup, it was precisely because of this that she looked healthier, more vibrant, and naturally fresh.
"Is this Wang Qian's wife, Lin Xiaoyu?"
Although she didn't say it aloud, the moment Liu Yanran saw Lin Xiaoyu, a deep sense of jealousy and resentment rose uncontrollably from the depths of her heart.
Because her first thought was that this was the woman who had taken Wang Qian away from her, her rival in love.
Moreover, according to the information she received, this woman was just a village girl who had only graduated from junior high school.
It was during Wang Qian's breakup with her that he took advantage of her vulnerability and successfully stole the man who should have belonged to her alone.
What brings you here?
Just as she was looking Lin Xiaoyu up and down, Wang Qian's voice reached her ears.
At this moment, Wang Qian had already walked up to her, but his expression was not as sad and complicated as she had imagined. Instead, he was extremely indifferent, as if he were facing a stranger.
That gaze was like a sharp thorn, piercing her heart and making her feel suffocated.
But not wanting to lose her composure in front of so many people, she tried her best to suppress her anger and resentment, forcing out a smile. "Wang Qian, we were such good friends when we were in college. You didn't even invite me to your son's one-month celebration. That's not very nice of you."
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