He reached out and slightly adjusted her angle, making her rest more comfortably and quietly in his arms.
"Let's go back to the Qiao family first. You're too tired today."
Qiao Xiaren hummed in response, and fell asleep instantly.
Her perfectly clear expression was truly like that of a child.
Si Limo held her right hand, taking out a jewelry box from his pocket, and from which he retrieved a pair of rings, slipping one onto her middle finger.
Their interlocked hands mirrored the pair of overlapping silver rings, providing an extraordinarily beautiful and fitting sight.
Although Qiao Xiaren did not attend, the members of the four major families showed no signs of dispersing, drinking and playing cards, turning the banquet into a night-long revelry.
The old man naturally couldn't keep up with these young people's frolics and returned home earlier.