Evening.
Yan Ye received news that Su Rong was attending the Xu Family banquet.
Yan Ye really wanted to go check it out.
But Xixi was still young, and Yingying definitely wouldn't go out with him.
"Yingying, there's something, I'd like to step out for a bit."
Lian Xinying really wanted to ask what could possibly need discussing at night, but she held back.
"When will you be back?" Lian Xinying tilted her little face up, her expression still filled with the same trust and coquettishness as always.
Yan Ye pinched her soft little face and promised, "I'll definitely be back before nine."
"Hmm, alright, go ahead. I don't care what you do." Lian Xinying pretended to be magnanimous.
But deep down, she felt a little off.
She didn't want him to go out at night, and she didn't know if he was going to drink or do something else.
But she knew Yan Ye's way of handling things well—any social engagement he could decline, he would outright reject or delegate to someone else.
