Shen Yanhe still didn't know that a trap targeting her was unfolding. After the crowd around Fu Yanhe had dispersed, she leaned in slightly and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to the restroom."
Her warm breath on Fu Yanhe's sensitive ear made his gaze deepen. He nodded slightly and said, "Mm, go ahead, come back soon."
Shen Yanhe nodded, picked up her skirt's hem, and turned to leave.
A guest carrying a wine glass who came over to exchange pleasantries saw Fu Yanhe gazing at the departing Shen Yanhe and couldn't help but tease, "Young Master Fu really treasures his precious wife."
Fu Yanhe turned his head slightly to look at the guest and nodded, "Mm, it's my wife's first time attending a banquet. She's a bit nervous, and I'm worried about her."
The guest hadn't expected Fu Yanhe to engage with him, and was somewhat pleasantly surprised to hear this, starting up a conversation with him.
