Because only a few days ago Yun Wanqing had been exactly the same confused shaken and unable to understand what she was feeling yet still drawn toward him so easily.
"I suppose…" Yun Wanqing mused inwardly, her gaze deepening, "another woman is about to fall for Master Lin Feng." Her fingers lightly brushed against her sleeve as her thoughts began to move.
Unlike Qin Ran, she didn't resist that feeling. She embraced it.
Her eyes lingered on Lin Feng's calm figure, taking in every detail… the way he held his cup, the ease in his posture, the quiet dominance he exuded without even trying.
It was obvious that she was also hooked to Lin Feng.
***
Two hours later, Ning Xi's grandmother finally arrived. She was escorted into the hall by several Ning Clan elders, each one carrying themselves with solemn dignity.
The moment they stepped inside, the entire atmosphere went joyful like a formal tide returning after chaos had briefly swept through the shore.
