The room was silent, the atmosphere strange.
A young noble son and three girls stood facing each other.
They were not total strangers, but for certain reasons, they happened to know each other.
They were most probably acquaintances.
Fang Jinxiu was curious, unrestrainedly evaluating Ning Yunzhao.
Miss Jun also thought to pay her respects to him.
"Ning…" she opened her mouth to say.
Ning Yunzhao nodded at her as ways of acknowledgement, before leaving the room.
Miss Jun stopped stiffly halfway through her greeting, and Fang Jinxiu laughed.
"Still greeting him, directly pouncing on him is fine. Look, he ran away," she said.
Jinchuan tugged on her sleeve.
"Third Miss, do not run your mouth," she reminded.
"I didn’t say anything." Fang Jinxiu snorted, but did not talk about Ning Yunzhao. "What happened? What’s going on now?"
