Bai Ying laughed softly, "I was just trying to win her over. Lu Xiaoyou is very perceptive and might not choose to get close to us.
However, when I listened to Lu Xiaoyou, she seemed quite familiar with my sister, and she has met Xiaoqi too."
Speaking of Bai Ling and that child, Long Jingfeng had a moment of fluctuation in his eyes.
Yet, he ultimately restrained his emotions and did not inquire about what Bai Ying and Lu Xiaoyou had discussed.
On the sea, the waves were rippling, and after the mist enshrouding the sea dissipated, a yacht departed from Rhode Island.
In the sky, the roar of private jets resounded intermittently as they flew towards distant places; the wealthy guests who attended Long Xiliang's birthday party last night were leaving one after the other.
Lu Xiaoyou sat inside the cabin, gazing at the rippling waves through the glass window. She saw a ship approaching and wondered whose ship was nearing them when a crew member entered the cabin.
