"What did you see?" Beside me, Wa Yuechuan's voice softly sounded.
"What do you think?" Wa Yue'an responded nonchalantly.
The wild wind rose, but the storm didn't fall.
The stage was set, the actors invited, but the play was not performed.
Jiang Muwan watched the dignitary leave. When her leisurely gaze slowly returned, it collided in the air with Gu Jiangnian's, who gave her a reassuring look.
What about Jiang Muwan?
Slowly turning around, she unconsciously began to search for Song Rong's figure.
"What are you looking for?" Song Sizhi asked when he saw her gaze slowly sweeping the venue.
"Just looking around," she certainly wouldn't divulge her inner thoughts to Song Sizhi.
Before she could grasp the truth of the matter, all words should be spoken with caution.
In the banquet hall, there were those who were unclear about the situation, and those who deeply regretted it.
And Jiang Muwan?
She stood on the edge of panic and trembling.
"I-----."
