Xuejing Chan waved a hand as she gnawed on meat. "No, no, I'm not going. I'll stay here. It's more comfortable. No one inside is even eating!"
"You're not here just to eat and drink," Yang Mianmian said helplessly.
But Wen Xinyi said, "It's fine. Let's listen to Chan'er. I also think it's more comfortable outside."
Even he said so, leaving Yang Mianmian with no choice. She could only purse her lips and sit down beside them. This winding-stream banquet table happened to have four seats, making them a group just like that.
This kid really had some nerve. Didn't he know he had already drawn people's hatred? Yang Mianmian glanced at Li Tianming and silently thought.
It had nothing to do with her anyway, so she was merely here to watch the show.
She moved a little closer to Wen Xinyi, lowered her head, and quietly asked, "Has he come?"
"He should be here soon," Wen Xinyi said.
"That's good." Yang Mianmian paused, then said, "That girl Chan'er is truly thoughtless. What status does he have? He's already shown her plenty of sincerity, yet look at the mess this has become. You and I are both caught in the middle."
"She's still too young. It's normal for her not to have such thoughts yet," Wen Xinyi said.
"Once he arrives, we'll speak face-to-face. We should still be able to bring them together," Yang Mianmian said confidently.
Wen Xinyi secretly glanced at Xuejing Chan, who was busy eating and drinking, then shook his head. "I don't think there's much hope. Chan'er is emotional by nature and doesn't understand the stakes. On top of that, she's brought along a rather stubborn and arrogant outsider."
"This kid really thinks he's the same kind of person as His Majesty."
At the mention of