Yan Luoxi snapped back to reality and subconsciously shook her head. Recalling the banquet held at Huanya Group, it became evident that Li Yeqi harbored deep-seated hostility toward Fu Xuan.
What exactly was the grudge between them?
"Great God Li, I want to go back," she said. This place was just a lavish dream, a dream that didn't belong to her. Perhaps she should never have intruded.
Li Yeqi looked down at her as she withdrew her hand and turned to walk down the corridor.
The man watched her retreating figure thoughtfully. Was she here just now? Or had his mother said something that had made her so downcast?
On the way back, Yan Luoxi kept looking out the window, her spirits low. It was a struggle to pretend everything was fine. But what could she ask?
Li Yeqi's cellphone rang beside her, and she heard him answer the call.
"Yes, we're heading back now."
Xue Shuying spoke with displeasure, "Didn't I tell you to stay at the mansion tonight?"
