Downstairs, Wei Anning stood by the champagne tower, boredly nibbling on some pastries as she watched the distinguished guests engage in animated conversations. She couldn't blend in with them.
She yawned, placed her plate back on the table, and looked up at the butler who was intently watching her, her eyes brimming with tears as she asked, "Mr. Butler, may I go out for some fresh air?"
The butler also noticed that she didn't fit in here, seeing how she was almost falling asleep with boredom. He couldn't bear to deny her pitiful request and nodded his head.
Wei Anning almost jumped for joy, but the butler gestured for her to be quiet with his finger on his lips, "Third Young Lady, keep it down."
Wei Anning smiled, sometimes the butler was quite cute. She made a zipping gesture over her mouth and then pointed towards the door leading to the terrace, lifted her dress and slipped out quietly. It felt as thrilling as skipping class.
