"Mom, enough! Have you had your fill of gossip? Shouldn't you be leaving now?" Yan Huan had been waiting impatiently.
"Alright, alright, alright! We're leaving, okay?" Feng Yuzhi compromised.
"Let's go, everyone out! Leave this place to Huan!" Yan Luquan also stood up from the sofa, signaling them to leave.
In the living room, only Cheng Yue and Yan Huan remained.
Yan Huan helped Cheng Yue to sit down on the sofa, then said, "Okay, say whatever you want to say!"
Cheng Yue mustered up his energy to look at her, his words muffled, "I heard... you might be interested in me?"
Yan Huan's face turned red instantly, her eyes shimmering like autumn waters as she looked at him: "Who told you that?"
"It doesn't matter who said it! What's important is..." Cheng Yue paused here, his blurry gaze resting on Yan Huan's face.
It wasn't clear if it was the alcohol or the soft night lights, but he found Yan Huan exceptionally enchanting that evening.