"Since you're here, sit down." Chu Yi's voice was as calm as usual. He was neither shocked nor impatient.
He pressed one hand on the back of Gu Yanfei's hand. His calloused palm was warm and dry, affecting her skin and blood to her heart.
This simple action was worth more than a thousand words.
Gu Yanfei was like a cat whose fur had been stroked. The anger in her heart was extinguished, and she pressed the back of her hand with his.
Chu You had no intention of being polite to Chu Yi at all. He invited Baili Yin, Yuan Zhe, and the others to sit down.
Yes, the show had just started.
He was in a better mood than before. His eyebrows flew up as he took the lead to sit down. He inevitably looked at the other person in the elegant seat—Xia Houqing, who was dressed in a red shirt.
"This is…" Chu You sized Xia Houqing up and felt that he was very unfamiliar. He was neither a noble nor a courtier.
