Chu Yao visibly had a startled backwards movement.
Soon after, an obvious annoyance appeared between her eyebrows.
How could Yi Qinghuan not notice? Since Chu Yao hadn't said anything, she didn't point it out.
"Is there a friend coming? I can have someone go pick them up."
As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling face; Chu Yao didn't embarrass her, but her words contained no warmth, "No need, I'll go myself."
"Is it the south side door?"
Yi Qinghuan smiled, "Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just happened to pass by and remembered that after entering the south side door, it's easy to take the wrong path. Two paths diverge there, and if you take the wrong one, you'll have to walk around half the garden to get out—it's too time-consuming."
She waved over a waiter and gave a brief explanation.
"Let a waiter go. They're familiar with the routes. If you really don't trust it, you can wait at the door."
It seemed she indeed casually chose a passing waiter.
