Just as Zhi'er predicted.
As soon as they entered the door, they could see the brightly lit hall.
However, there were no guests, only a few girls continuously playing the piano.
Zhi'er swept her gaze over their faces, slowing her steps slightly to observe.
Until a hand, with distinct knuckles, wrapped around her waist.
"There's no need to look, that girl isn't here." Feng Fuce lowered his head, whispering in her ear.
Zhi'er was about to respond.
However, when she glanced up, she saw the housekeeper turning his head to sneak a peek at them.
Zhi'er was taken aback.
The next second, she intentionally leaned into Feng Fuce's embrace.
With her face flushed, she said, "You're so annoying! Husband, don't tease me~"
Feng Fuce was startled.
The housekeeper hurriedly turned his head back, not daring to watch the guests' private matters.
He had been staring at Zhi'er and Feng Fuce because their demeanor was too striking.
