As expected, the flowers were meant for Mu Xiangwan. After exchanging glances, Qin Yuehua's group came to a tacit agreement.
"Third Young Master, let's go. It's always livelier eating with a crowd." Pan Linfeng seized his chance to reiterate, aiming to disrupt their private date.
Han Wenxuan was aware that Pan Linfeng was an offspring of high-ranking officials and that he was acquainted with Qin Yuehua. Given Mu Xiangwan's family background, he innocently assumed they knew each other because they moved in the same circles, not because they had grown up together in the same courtyard. In a moment of gentlemanly manners, he obliged. After all, in this society, knowing a few people with status and influence was generally advantageous. As for a private date, there would always be another opportunity.
