Lu Shifeng remained utterly indifferent.
He continued to grip Su Xingyu's arm and said to her, "Come with me."
Su Xingyu instinctively glanced at the side of the stage where the host stood. The small figure in a silver-white tailcoat, who had been obediently standing there, had already vanished. To her, there might be no difference between falling into Lu Shifeng's hands or Ouyang Yi's, but the only difference was that the child might be safer with Lu Shifeng.
She looked up at Lu Shifeng, seeking his assurance.
Lu Shifeng gave her an almost imperceptible nod.
Relief washed over Su Xingyu, and she stepped down from the stage under his guidance.
"Xing..." Ouyang Yi called her, his pair of dazzlingly beautiful peach-blossom eyes deep with complex emotions. By now, he realized Lu Shifeng must have made thorough preparations to abduct her!
The undercovers he had placed around the banquet hall, even among the guests, were nowhere to be seen.
