"Ah, it's snowing! Let's quickly head to the pavilion for some shelter."
The sky suddenly started sprinkling snowflakes, and Wu Yutang hurriedly pointed to a nearby pavilion while speaking. He took the lead, stepping forward as he turned back to glance at Xiao Moxi and Ye Yueying, who were still standing motionless.
"Alright, you two, stop standing there. This snow isn't light—if you don't take shelter soon, you'll be covered in snow."
Xiao Moxi smiled at Ye Yueying, "Miss Ye, it's been a while. How about we head to the pavilion for a chat?"
Ye Yueying owed Xiao Moxi a debt of gratitude for helping with her father's matters. Since he suggested it, she couldn't refuse. She nodded and walked toward the pavilion with Xue Hua.
Xiao Moxi followed behind her. Before entering the pavilion, he summoned a servant and gave a few instructions, then joined Ye Yueying inside.
