Fu Xunzhao followed the staff member inside.
Many people had already arrived and were chatting in groups of twos and threes.
Her gaze landed on Lin Zirui, who was sitting off to the side, and she almost burst out laughing—why did he look so pitiful?
Lin Zirui, feeling the gaze, looked up in the instant and seemed to see hope, his voice a bit excited, "Xiao Zhaoyang."
Fu Xunzhao: "..."
The attention seeker has arrived.
Lin Zirui's voice drew the attention of the older generation.
"Xiao Zhaoyang is here."
Fu Xunzhao looked toward the older relatives and politely called out, "Granny Pei, Uncle, Auntie."
Pei Yazi stepped forward, took Fu Xunzhao's hand, and glanced behind her, "Didn't Pei Chuan lecture at your school today? Why didn't you ride back with him?"
Fu Xunzhao, not showing the slightest sign of guilt, spoke slowly, "Oh, last time I went out with my cousin and rumors started circulating, which scared me a bit, so I took a taxi home first."
