Lu Chen stood at the door of the banquet hall, the invitation in his hand wrinkled.
It's busy inside.
The lights were blindingly bright.
The smell of wine was mixed with the smell of perfume, and the whole place was full of laughter.
Laughing to the point of irritation.
"Go in."
The bodyguard behind him pushed.
Lu Chen didn't mess up his steps and walked directly into the door.
The main table was already full of seniors from the Lu family.
Each face is so familiar that it makes people sick to their stomachs.
"Finally here."
The second uncle put down his wine glass and tapped his fingertips on the table.
"You're so late, do you really think of yourself as a person?"
Someone nearby laughed.
"Don't say that, I'm here to get engaged today."
"Engagement?"
"I think you're here to collect the money for selling yourself."
Lu Chen didn't reply.
He stood there.
The concentration he had developed in the killing field in his previous life made his face not wavering at all.
But at this moment, there was a pain in my mind.
Thin lines emerged one after another.
Red, black, gray.
