"Yeah, it really makes one curious..."
Yan Xiaye cast a somewhat guilty glance at Ji Liangchen, unable to decipher the man's underlying intention—was it a probe or a hint?
Ji Liangchen, with a faint smile that wasn't quite a smile, intercepted her gaze. Casually, he asked, "By the way, who's your male companion tonight?"
"Actually, I'm not feeling very well, so I just planned to show my face and leave. I didn't prepare any male companion."
Forcing a composed smile, Yan Xiaye subtly observed her surroundings, trying to blend further into the crowd.
Thankfully, the hall was bustling with noise. Even if Jiang Chuan sent a maid to search for her, it would probably take them quite some time to locate her.
The opening dance was not something she could afford to wait for. She only needed to stay hidden quietly, and the troublesome matters would resolve themselves.
