Walking along the narrow path, the evening breeze swept by, carrying a chill in the air.
The unsettled emotions of the night were finally eased somewhat by the wind.
Seeing her mood seemingly improve, Mu Xiaoyao finally dared to speak.
"The banquet is expected to end around eleven o'clock. We need to be out of here by ten-thirty."
"What time is it now?" Baili Xia asked.
Mu Xiaoyao glanced at his wristwatch: "Nine fifty."
"It's all your fault! Helping Uncle waste my time!" Baili Xia couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
Mu Xiaoyao fell silent, afraid of upsetting her again, so he just nodded: "Yes, it's my fault. I'll make it up to you later."
"You're going to bite me again?" She pouted.
"Sure." If a few bites could cheer her up, it was all the same to him.
She didn't say anything further but felt a small trace of warmth return to her heart.
