Yhan Xi stood in the crowd, seeing Fu Zhengci walk into the banquet hall from the terrace outside, their eyes meeting; Fu Zhengci nodded at her, and she understood instantly, heading towards Gong Ting's line of sight.
Yhan Xi was one meter seventy tall, wearing ten-inch high heels, whereas Gong Ting was still taller than her by a head, but she could still block his line of sight.
She wrapped her arm around Old Master's arm like a delicate bird, perfectly blocking Gong Ting's view towards Xiao Yu. Gong Ting frowned subtly, averting his gaze, unwilling to see Yhan Xi's face, which he despised.
In the blind spot of Gong Ting's sight, Fu Zhengci walked over to Xiao Yu, picking up a cocktail, tilting his head to look at her, "You still haven't dealt with him?"
Xiao Yu was startled by him, nearly dropping the cake in her hand; she held the rescued cake with lingering fear, looking up at Fu Zhengci, "Big Brother Fu, where did you come from? I thought you left."
