Murong Wei maintained the smile on her face, gently thanking everyone for their congratulations with a warm tone.
Because of Lan Xiu's departure, her heart, however, had a crack in it.
Over there, Yuanya's face was flushed, and her eyes brimming with emotions. The look she gave Bei Yunhuan was somewhat hazy.
Bei Yunhuan looked at the remaining champagne in the glass before him, gaining a new understanding of the slight tolerance of the little woman in his arms.
She wasn't as drunk as last time, but it was evident her mind was no longer that clear. Her reaction was much slower than usual.
She knew she shouldn't allow herself to be held by him in front of everybody, but her body felt so weak that it didn't respond to her commands.
Frowning slightly, she resisted him and tried to push Bei Yunhuan.
"Don't hold me like this, people are watching."
However, he tightened his hand around her waist, and the curve of his mouth widened some more.
"Let them watch."
