Before Shui Lingling's birthday party ended, Su Weifeng had already left.
Zhu Xiaoxuan left with Su Weifeng, taking the opportunity to give him a ride home.
Shui Lingling did not press the issue; Su Weifeng's attendance at her birthday party was face-saving enough for her, and besides, he'd brought a gift and even danced the first dance with her. She couldn't really ask for more.
In the eyes of Lin Xuanxuan and Qiao Yushan, Su Weifeng's presence might not have been that significant, but to the offspring of the great clans who were vaguely aware of Su Weifeng's background, aware of his capacities, it was clear how significant his face was.
"Back so soon?" Upon reaching home, Lin Xuanxuan, legs crossed, was sitting on the sofa.
Unable to help but chuckle, Su Weifeng sat down beside Lin Xuanxuan, saying, "Well, I thought I might as well come back. Did you want me to stay at her place instead?"
Lin Xuanxuan said, smiling, "I think that could have been okay."
