Nian Xiaomu: "…"
This sentence sounded weird regardless of how she thought about it.
She raised her head, but could not really tell if Yu Yuehan was angry. She pursed her lips and did not reply.
Upon Matriarch Yu's arrival to the birthday party, the emcee started informing the guests to take their seats.
Looking at the two of them who were still arguing, the assistant braced himself and reminded Yu Yuehan again, "Young Master, the Matriarch is waiting for you. If you don't head over now, I am afraid that she will come and look for you personally."
When he heard that, Yu Yuehan withdrew his gaze. He carried Xiao Liuliu and walked a few steps forward. Then, he looked back again and stared at Nian Xiaomu, who stood fixed to the ground.
Cold sweat seemed to trickle down her spine. Nian Xiaomu followed him hurriedly…
When the emcee announced the commencement of the birthday party, the lights in the ballroom dimmed.
