After sending Cenhuan off, Lin Yue returned to the venue, where Zhuo Xiangqiao approached and took her hand, whispering in her ear, "Where did you go just now? Why couldn't I find you?"
Feeling the warmth at her earlobe, Lin Yue couldn't help but shrink back slightly as she spoke, "Just now Huanhuan had an emergency so I had my brother take her back first."
The passersby who saw their intimate interaction all had a hint of a smile in their eyes. From the start, Zhuo Xiangqiao had been openly displaying their close relationship with actions that were not the least bit shy.
Dasiy, holding a glass of wine, was wandering in the garden. She had just sent away a few men who had come up to chat, and upon seeing Lin Yue, she immediately approached. Lin Yue, observing Dasiy's queenly demeanor, had a glint of amusement in her eyes.
