Shui Yue's sudden table-flip left everyone stunned.
Even the Cui Family direct descendants who had been spouting "drunken nonsense" earlier instantly sobered up.
Her gaze swept across the crowd. Never before had Shui Yue understood her own heart as clearly as she did now.
Sir cherished her, Guan Ping treated her like a sister, and Chen Feng and Lu Mingyu respected her greatly.
On the surface, everything was already perfect.
Yet Shui Yue had never truly been happy. At first, she had not understood what was wrong with her.
But the words of that Cui Family direct descendant had just made her understand what she truly wanted.
"Please forgive him, Miss Shui Yue. This fellow is drunk and said some drunken nonsense just now."
Seeing how the situation had developed, Ziheng immediately stepped in to smooth things over.
Hearing that, Shui Yue drew a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"If it was drunken nonsense, then let it pass."
"As it happens, I'm a little drunk today too. Farewell!"
With that, Shui Yue turned and left the room. Cui Tian Rui also cupped his hands in salute before departing.
As they watched Shui Yue's retreating figure, the many Cui Family direct descendants wore no expression at all.
Outside.
"Fed and watered—time to head home!"
Chen Changsheng, who had been waiting outside the door, muttered to himself before walking toward the estate gates with his hands clasped behind his back.
The three of them walked along in silence, no one saying a word.
After an unknown amount of time, Shui Yue softly said, "Tian Rui, was what I did just now terribly improper?"
"Etiquette is for others to see. At a time like that, there's no need to bind yourself with it."
Receiving that answer, Shui Yue fell silent