Lu Feng led the members of the Poetry Association to Lin Yi’s private room.
However, as they entered, the group was taken aback. If their memories served them right, the dinner had been going on for over an hour. How were they still eating? To be precise, Lin Yi was the only one still tucking in. The others were clearly full, some leaning back in their chairs, patting their rounded bellies while scrolling through their phones—Ma Shu in particular looked quite content. Moreover, there was no alcohol on the table, and with so many women present, it was unlikely there had been much drinking.
Had they been busy with something else earlier?
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