Huo Yirong's eyes were slightly downcast, his waveless gaze fixed on the wine cup in hand. In a light voice, he said, "I took the liberty of inviting Mr. Rong here this late at night because of a private matter that keeps me from sleep. I hope Mr. Rong can help me solve it."
Rong Menglan leaned back, relaxing into the couch with a casual tone, "Oh? What matter could possibly keep Second Master Huo awake all night?"
Though he spoke in a dismissive tone, he was certain deep down this had something to do with Song Qing.
He wondered when exactly that carnivorous Flower Demon, Aqing, had tamed Second Master Huo, stirring him to action in the dead of night.
To claim there was no romantic subtext between the two was something he, who spent years amidst beauties, would never believe.
Huo Yirong gave Rong Menglan a deep look, his tone nonchalant, "It's not a big deal. A pet cat has gone missing."
