"No, I'm waiting for someone," Xia Yuxun directly refused.
So she's not alone? The man's expression started to become uncertain.
Even though this woman sat quietly here, easily overlooked, he still spotted this beauty at first glance amidst the crowd with his precise judgment of people.
Just as the man was about to inquire about her identity, Xia Yuxun suddenly stood up and walked in a certain direction.
She went straight to Leng Sichen, leaned on his wheelchair, and asked naturally, "Finished talking?"
Leng Sichen nodded slightly, his gaze shooting towards the man who had just chatted up Xia Yuxun like icy blades.
Xia Yuxun, standing behind him, naturally didn't see the cold daggers he was throwing, and she simply pushed his wheelchair towards this side.
Upon seeing Leng Sichen, the man staggered and nearly fell headfirst, then scurried back into the crowd with a disheveled look.
No sooner had he returned than he was surrounded by a bunch of friends.
