Zhao Li Xin stepped out of the villa and back into the garden, the soft glow of lanterns and the low hum of conversation washing over him once more. His gaze moved instinctively through the crowd until it stopped.
Lory emerged from the direction of the restroom, pausing just beyond the trellis. She glanced left, then right, her expression alert, obviously she was searching for someone.
The moment their eyes met, her guarded focus melted away. Her eyes lit up, bright and unmistakable. At the same time, the tension Zhao Li Xin hadn't realized he was carrying finally loosened, relief softening his features as he confirmed with his own eyes that she was unharmed.
