In the end, she didn't succeed in learning archery. However, after coming out, Murong Qiao's lips turned a little red.
Fortunately, as long as one did not look carefully, they would not be able to see anything.
"Fortunately, you didn't break my skin," she mumbled to herself.
Huo Yichen happened to hear it. "Then I'll work harder next time?"
His joking tone successfully made Murong Qiao glare at him fiercely.
"…I'm going to the washroom," she said.
She had drunk a little too much just now. Murong Qiao found a washroom along the way, and Huo Yichen said that he would wait for her at the banquet hall.
A few minutes later, Murong Qiao came out of the washroom and saw a certain haunting person standing not far from the washroom. When he saw her coming out, his gaze immediately landed on her.
Huo Xiuyuan.
Murong Qiao was disgusted. Her face was as cold as ice, and she wanted to walk past him.
