Jun Moyan's hands, which were resting on his legs, unknowingly clenched tightly together. The thought of Ye Qi's arrival taking Wen Xiao'ai away made him unable to stay calm.
Jun Moyan suppressed his uneasy heart and asked, "Did Xiao'ai say who he was?"
"No, I didn't really ask. I just heard Miss Wen call that guy something like Feng...yan. He looked like Miss Wen's friend to me, and their relationship seemed quite... quite good. They even had dinner together in the evening."
After finishing all her chores, Xiaocha hesitated for nearly an hour before finally deciding to report it to Jun Moyan.
After all, with the young master not at home, she had to look after the mistress on his behalf, otherwise what if someone took her away.
It's not Ye Qi!
Jun Moyan's suspended heart slowly settled down. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tightly clasped hands relaxed.
As long as it's not Ye Qi.
