Blanche had been coddled since childhood, and Gu Yi was the first obstacle in her life, but today, she encountered the second—
Wen Qiao.
She had instigated confrontation only to be rendered speechless by the retort, and her fiancé hadn't spoken up for her either. Blanche felt incredibly wronged.
Extremely wronged.
And quite embarrassed.
These two emotions intertwined, leaving her meal tasting utterly bland.
Toward the end, she went to the restroom.
Meanwhile, Gu Yi was chatting away with Fu Jinghen about everything under the sun, not noticing Blanche's departure.
Seeing this, Wen Qiao hooked Fu Jinghen's palm.
Fu Jinghen didn't even glance at her but pinched her finger instead, "Go ahead."
The restroom at Xiao Xiang Pavilion was also exquisitely decorated, with mens' and womens' restrooms separated by wooden saloon doors and curtains of simple and elegant design; a shared sink area was situated between them, topped with a marble counter lit by aromatic candles.
