Ye Muyu took a deep breath to avoid embarrassment and blinked at him playfully, "I think they're here to see you, Ah Heng. How about we make a bet?"
Her voice was coquettish, and her entire demeanor was like that of a lively swallow, her steps light and her mood cheerful.
Although Chu Heng had anticipated what was going on, besides a slight headache, seeing her happy made him feel that coming out was worth it.
"No bet," Chu Heng said as his large hand hooked around her fingers. "Later, I will meet with guests in the temple, and you and Zhao Qingqing can go see the plum blossoms on the back mountain."
"How do you know Qingqing is here?" Ye Muyu was somewhat surprised, and she looked instinctively ahead, indeed she saw a Buddhist temple with many people, but there was no sign of Zhao Qingqing.
"That girl just now is a young miss from the Marquis's Mansion, and she has had a good relationship with Zhao Qingqing in the past. If she is here, Zhao Qingqing is likely here as well."