The next morning, at the Bai Family Mansion.
On the balcony of the backyard pavilion, Xiao Hongdao leaned against a rattan chair, his brow slightly furrowed, the vertical line between his eyes clearly visible.
Yin Zhihong stood behind him, whispering something.
Not long after, Ming Dailan pushed the door open and entered. She seemed to have not slept well, with noticeable bloodshot eyes.
Xiao Hongdao slowly raised his hand, interrupting Yin Zhihong, "You go ahead and get busy."
Yin Zhihong bowed and retreated, giving Ming Dailan a discreet glance as he passed by her side.
At this moment, Xiao Hongdao picked up the teacup on the low table, seemingly asking casually, "Did Xiaoyan go out?"
Ming Dailan stood behind him, responding indifferently, "I heard he went out last night. Do you need to find him for something?"
Xiao Hongdao slowly turned his head, his deep eyes falling on Ming Dailan's face, as if scrutinizing her.
After a while, he smiled, "No, just asking casually."
