Little White Tiger put down the oxtail soup and pushed the dining cart away stiffly.
He also saw K and Black Daddy hugging, ensuring a sleepless night.
In the suite, He Chen sat smoking outside on the balcony, while Wang Yue and Liuyun stood with their heads lowered in the corner, trying to minimize their presence.
The floor-to-ceiling window was half open. Li Qiao glanced at He Chen with a half-smile.
Shang Yu motioned for Li Qiao to sit down, then naturally closed the window to block the smoke with his long strides.
He Chen: "..."
Li Qiao crossed her legs, leaning against the armrest, silent with a rather arrogant expression.
Shang Yu gave Liuyun a look, and the latter understood, pulling Wang Yue with him to prepare to leave.
"Wait."
The two halted their steps, standing in the center of the living room, nodding in unison, "Madam."
Li Qiao raised her eyes to look at them, her gaze falling on Liuyun's legs as she spoke softly, "Why were you hiding from me yesterday?"
