It was not that Huo Yichen had never been to the Murong Residence before.
But…
His gaze landed on Murong Qiao, who was sitting opposite him. Seeing the other party's bright eyes and smile as she issued a different invitation to him, his heart inevitably trembled.
"…Alright," he replied after a moment of silence.
It was not that he was unwilling to go, but he was too nervous.
At the thought that he would appear at the Murong Family's dining table with another identity, Huo Yichen's heart was filled with a certain joy and hidden emotion.
Hearing him agree, Murong Qiao smiled until her eyes curved. There seemed to be fine and beautiful light flowing in her smile.
"Then it's settled," she decided cheerfully.
Huo Yichen smiled and agreed. "Alright."
He agreed, but the way Murong Chuan looked at him the last time he was at the basketball court suddenly appeared in his mind.
He had a headache.
