On the way home, Xia Yanxin was as silent as an ancient well, not uttering a single word.
After returning home, she first changed out of the dress that made her feel suffocated and into her pajamas, then curled up alone on the couch in a daze.
"What's the matter, still not happy?"
Long Yutian, after taking a shower and changing into a casual set of pajamas, his damp hair sticking to his forehead, exuding a demonic charm, sat down in front of Xia Yanxin.
Xia Yanxin lazily looked up at him and rested her head on a sofa cushion, "What does it have to do with you?"
"Are you worried about the threats from Jin Meiqi?"
Xia Yanxin immediately sat up, hugging a pillow and looking at him with suspicion, "Are you spying on me?"
"I had no choice, the entire hall is under surveillance, in places like that, to prevent sabotage, every guest is being monitored."
Xia Yanxin glared at him and lay back down.
