As the banquet drew to a close, Su Muzhi and Shen Wanyu ultimately had little else to say.
To the two of them, conversation was the most meaningless thing in the world.
The guests began bidding their hosts farewell, and the hall gradually emptied.
"Staying at my place tonight?"
After they left the venue, Su Muzhi straightened Jiang Linyuan's slightly askew bow tie. She blinked and asked playfully.
Jiang Linyuan glanced at Shen Wanyu, who stood motionless at the entrance, and said sheepishly,
"I'm a good kid. I have a curfew, and my family will worry if I don't go home."
Su Muzhi rolled her eyes.
There wasn't a single believable word in anything this guy said.
She glanced toward Shen Pingyan's family, who had already gotten into their car, then leaned close and murmured into Jiang Linyuan's ear:
"I was very satisfied with tonight, so I'm confident enough to let you spend some time alone with Shen Wanyu. Keep her company, and then win her over."
"But remember, you're not allowed to fall for anyone else before you fall for me."
The girl's gentle yet faintly stern warning brushed against his earlobe along with her warm breath, like a spring breeze.
"Is that so? What's that supposed to mean? A declaration from my future girlfriend?"
Jiang Linyuan leaned toward her ear too and asked with a smile.
Su Muzhi shoved him away and raised a hand to cover her flushed neck and collarbones.
"Heh. It's a declaration from your future master."
With that, she got into the car and drove off.
Damn Shanghai people. They brought me here but won't even pick me up.
Jiang Linyuan sighed and went over to Shen Wanyu.
Her face was lovely and refined, her waist slender, her black hair swaying gently in the