The moment Yan Rouxi saw the serious look on Xia Yuqing's face, she stopped smiling. Her playful expression disappeared, and she straightened up. "What happened?" she asked.
Xia Yuqing didn't explain. Her voice was firm. "Come with me."
Yan Rouxi nodded without asking any more questions. She could tell this was not the time. The two women quickly walked from the bar, their heels clicking against the polished marble tiles. Behind them, Gu Yixuan frowned.
He had noticed the tension in Xia Yuqing's expression and the sudden urgency in her movements. Something was wrong, very wrong. He tossed the remaining wine in his glass and, without saying anything, followed them quietly.
They had barely reached the end of the banquet hall when they saw Housekeeper Xu hurrying toward them. His face was sweaty, and he looked very anxious. He seemed out of breath as he reached them.
Xia Yuqing's eyes narrowed. "What happened?" she asked coldly.
