Tang Ruan lightly leaned against Rong Sinan's arm and murmured, "Do I look like something's wrong?"
Rong Sinan stared into Tang Ruan's bright smiling eyes, tapped her nose helplessly, "If you don't come over soon, I'm going to the bathroom to find someone."
"Then why didn't you come?" Tang Ruan lowered her head, her voice soft and teasing.
Rong Sinan was momentarily taken aback and reached out to stroke her shoulder, "Is there really something wrong?"
Tang Ruan's lips curved up, she raised her graceful chin to look at Rong Sinan's worried, handsome face, "Nothing's wrong."
Rong Sinan fixed his gaze on her for a moment, then finally relaxed and revealed a trace of a smile, reaching out to hold her slender shoulders tightly.
Tang Ruan leaned against him, but her eyes drifted toward the direction of the bathroom.
"Welcome everyone to Little Yan's birthday party."
Suddenly, a strong voice echoed from the staircase.
