They sat on the boat, still a long distance from Wumingju, somewhat unable to see clearly for the moment.
Tong Qingyan widened her eyes and looked over, but Bai Chuwei's figure had already disappeared from view.
Suddenly, the three of them looked at each other in bewilderment.
Bai Chuwei... had gone to Wumingju? Wasn't it said that today, Tang Ke had booked Wumingju to host the other family heads?
Wen Heng thought back to a few days ago when Bai Chuwei beat Tang Ke with a horsewhip, and couldn't help saying, "Is she going there to apologize?"
Tong Qingyan furrowed her brows, feeling it somehow unlikely. How could an apology mean barging into a place Tang Ke had reserved? Shouldn't she be waiting at the door?
*
The Wumingju resort area directly occupied two-thirds of Luo Lake, where no other boats were allowed to venture.
Several elderly gentlemen and ladies of refined and elegant demeanor sat at a stone table by the lake, chatting.
