A woman, like a flower of wealth and nobility from the mortal world, sat down next to Shu Guan.
At the door, Du Juan had reluctantly looked back at Shu Guan once more before she finally left.
Her lingering gaze carried a hint of longing, which made the woman next to Shu Guan frown slightly again.
"Miss Mu Dan, I've finally been waiting for you."
At this moment, Rong Wei excitedly raised his glass.
"If you hadn't come, I might have gone to complain to Aunt Shao Yao."
"Master Rong Yao is joking. A person as kind and gentle as you would surely not lose temper at us unfortunate women. Moreover, since Master Rong Yao has arrived, how could Miss Mu Dan not come to keep you company?"
"Come, Miss Mu Dan will toast to Master Rong Yao first. Later, Han Ju will also come to toast to Master Rong Yao."
After drinking a glass with Rong Wei, Miss Mu Dan poured herself another glass and looked over at Shu Guan with a shifting gaze.
