"Aren't you going back to the banquet?" Ah Qing paused and asked softly, "If it's because of us... delaying the young master and the lady... this girl won't be able to sleep tonight."
The yellow-clad girl nodded vigorously, "Steward, you should head back quickly, don't let the young master wait too long."
Miss Lu listened to these 'chasing away' words but wasn't angry. After all, she was used to being 'unwelcome'… but listening to their words, a strange expression appeared on her face.
Miss Lu's mouth twitched slightly, she silently said, "For now... I can't go back to the banquet."
"?"
Hearing Miss Lu's words, Ah Qing froze for a moment.
What was with this indescribable expression?
What happened at the banquet?
Because it was the young master's banquet, Ah Qing would not use her Divine Sense to spy out of respect for the young master and Miss Yun... but Miss Lu's attitude undoubtedly piqued her curiosity.
