During their conversation, Wen Muqing had already brought Ren Chuqing to the banquet hall. The crowd inside all turned their eyes toward them in unison.
Ren Chuqing felt embarrassed. The more she tried not to draw attention, the more she seemed to do just that.
But now, she had no choice but to brazenly ignore the gazes upon her.
Wen Muqing set her down on a sofa and then said, "Do you want me to rub your feet for you?"
"..." She was at a loss for words. Have him rub her feet here? "No need, my... feet are not so sore anymore."
"That's good to hear. How about I go get you something to eat?" he offered.
"...Okay," she agreed.
Wen Muqing turned and walked away. Ren Chuqing sat alone on the sofa, and although there were quite a few people looking at her with evident curiosity, no one dared to approach and strike up a conversation.
It was probably due to Wen Muqing's reputation as a "madman."
This suited her just fine, as it meant she could enjoy some peace and quiet.
