Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
The party did not stop just because of a few minor incidents. Instead, the appearance of the two hunks aroused the mood of all the guests at the ball.
A long line of people approached to greet Yu Yuehan.
Standing behind him, Nian Xiaomu was about to pick up a glass of red wine when her hand was held down by his.
It was as if he had eyes on the back of his head.
Without a word, Yu Yuehan removed the wine glass from Nian Xiaomu’s hand and handed her a glass of fruit juice instead.
Then, he patted her head and turned around to continue to chat with the people who had approached him.
…
It wasn’t as if she was an elementary student. Why did she have to drink fruit juice at a ball?
Nian Xiaomu pouted in dissatisfaction.
Then, her animated eyes surveyed her surroundings.
Putting the fruit juice down, she pulled her hand out of Yu Yuehan’s grip. Meeting his disapproving eyes, she whispered,
Nature’s call. You take your time and chat. I’ll be back quickly!
After saying that, she did not wait for Yu Yuehan’s response and headed straight to the bathroom.
She really needed to go.
However, there was no rule that stated she had to return to Yu Yuehan’s side immediately after using the bathroom.
Nian Xiaomu returned to the ballroom and avoided the crowded areas. As she looked around, her eyes caught sight of a quiet corner by the side of the hall.
There were several large, unused vases sitting in the corner. If she were to stand behind them, no one would be able to spot her.
Nian Xiaomu sneakily grabbed a glass of red wine and walked toward the French window at the corner while avoiding Yu Yuehan’s line of sight.
As she walked closer, she saw a handsome figure leaning against the French window.
He was clad in a white suit and exuded an air of warmth and tranquility.
Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, he was merely swirling the contents and not drinking at all.
His gaze appeared to be fixed on the moonlight outside the window, and there was a tinge of loneliness and despair when looking at his back…
It was Fan Yu!
Nian Xiaomu had not expected that he would hide here as well.
Looking around, she realized that besides herself, no one else had discovered that he was here.
From the look of it, he seemed to be in low spirits.
While Nian Xiaomu hesitated about going over to greet him, Fan Yu seemed to have felt her presence behind him. He turned around suddenly and looked straight at her.
Their eyes met.
There was an instant and silent charge in the air.
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you…
Nian Xiaomu attempted to explain herself awkwardly.
Smash!!
Before she could finish what she was saying, the wine glass that Fan Yu was holding had slipped out of his hand and went crashing to the floor.
He simply stood rooted to the ground, not even reacting when the red wine splattered onto his trousers.
His handsome and warm face looked slightly pale.
In his eyes, there was a look of shock that could not be concealed…
His thin lips quivered a little, like he wanted to say something. However, he did not say a word in the end.
He kept quiet, as if he were afraid that everything before him would turn into an illusion if he were to speak…
Are you alright?
When Nian Xiaomu noticed that there was something amiss about the expression on his face, she instinctively stepped forward and pulled him away from the spot where the glass shards were.
Then, she looked down and checked his feet.
I don’t think you are hurt, but your trousers are dirty. You’ll need to get changed.
Nian Xiaomu looked around them and asked,
Didn’t your assistant come with you? Shall I get someone to help you?
Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to turn around, she felt that her wrist was held down by someone.
Turning back in alarm, she stood face to face with Fan Yu, who was definitely acting weird.
Strangely, she thought she could see tears welling up in his eyes.
The next second, he actually broke into a gentle smile and called out,
Liuliu…
