"Master Chen, your wine is topped up! What are you thinking about?" the woman asked, setting the full wine pot in front of Chen Biao.
"Hahaha! What else could I be thinking about but a little beauty like you? Come, come, let's play a game. If you lose, you have to feed me wine from your mouth," Chen Biao said with a hearty laugh.
"You're so naughty! And if you lose, Master Chen, you'll be feeding me wine from your mouth, won't you? No, no, I won't! I lose out either way."
"Hahaha!" Chen Biao laughed all the more smugly.
While the people in the front hall waited anxiously for Miss Jiao Jiao to appear, Lin Jiao Jiao was putting the final touches on her appearance.
She sat before a dressing table, with a maid behind her helping her dress and arrange her hair.
"Miss, I heard Young Hero Zhu is in the north room!" the maid whispered in Lin Jiao Jiao's ear.
Lin Jiao Jiao, who had been calm, trembled slightly but said nothing.
As the maid combed Lin Jiao Jiao's hair, she continued, "Miss, you could actually tell Madam Lin outright. I think she dotes on you so much that she would agree."
Lin Jiao Jiao gave a bitter smile. She knew perfectly well that her master had probably known about this long ago; she simply did not approve.
Besides, the young mistress had arrived now, and had just told her to investigate the young gentleman in the West Room. She could not disobey her master's orders, much less the young mistress's.
"Enough. Master is doing this for my own good. Besides, without her, I would have died long ago. Whatever Master tells me to do, I'll do," Lin Jiao Jiao said.
"Miss, but Young Hero Zhu..." the