Lin Xiaxian's eyes carried a hint of suspicion, yet she feigned ignorance and deliberately brought up the scent.
Cheng Yu's expression remained unchanged as he casually mentioned the name of the perfume he was using, then lifted his head and looked in my direction, saying with unclear implications, "Miss Shen's taste is as good as mine."
I avoided his gaze and tried to leave with Gu Tingshen.
After all, what Cheng Yu had left on my body hadn't been cleaned yet, making me feel immensely uncomfortable whether I was standing or walking.
I wanted to find an excuse to head back home. Having already offended Mrs. Chu today, cooperation was out of the question, rendering this banquet meaningless for me.
Moreover, with the ticking time bomb that was Cheng Yu at the banquet, no one knew what he might say or do next, potentially making the situation even more embarrassing.
"I am a bit..." I hadn't managed to finish saying "tired" when Mrs. Chu's bedroom door opened.
