"Yeah, we've been too busy! Mufeng is busy with work, and I'm busy with my studies, all for the future!" Jian Xi said, her smile gentle as she played along with the act.
"Gah!"
The melodious sound of the cello suddenly included a jarring note.
Qiao Jiaying, looking at Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi, could hardly hide her shock, "You two...were on the same flight yesterday?"
"Of course, a married couple should return home together!" Nan Mufeng laughed, occasionally glancing down at Jian Xi beside him.
A few red specks on the hem of the white dress caught his attention.
They weren't flowers! It was blood!
Was she injured?
"Are you hurt?" His eyes and voice turned cold, his question nearly inaudible.
Jian Xi leaned closer to him and lowered her voice as well, "Let's not make a scene."
"Hmm."
To outsiders, this scene looked nothing short of romantic, a couple deeply in love.
