Wen Yaonan completely ignoring what others think of him, swaggered his way into the venue.
Having attended countless welcome parties since childhood, he knew they were merely events where the elite dressed up to brag, exchange pleasantries, sip drinks, and admire beauties — nothing out of the ordinary.
As he walked inside, he was surrounded by familiar faces.
Few greeted Wen Yaonan, and he didn't care to greet anyone either.
His deep brown jacket stood in stark contrast to the sea of suits and ties around him.
Strolling here and there, snacking on a pastry, Wen Yaonan grew increasingly bored.
Just as he was contemplating leaving, he turned and noticed Gu Beichuan sitting in a corner.
"Huh... what's this guy doing here?"
Seeing his old 'war buddy', Wen Yaonan perked up and swaggered over.
"Beichuan, long time no see!" Wen Yaonan grinned cheekily, lazily sitting next to Gu Beichuan, crossing his legs like a carefree rogue.
