Gu Xiaoer couldn't figure it out; she felt like Bai Xiaoyu seemed angry, but she didn't know why he was angry, so she just watched him, seemingly with a bit of Da Luoluo's domineering aura.
Yet his domineering made her very uncomfortable, and the small hand he held in his palm was restless, wanting to break free, but was gripped even tighter.
"Bai Xiaoyu..." she called him softly, yet received no response.
Finally, the man led the girl back to Qiao Fengqing's side.
The entire female guests' section had remained quiet, everyone inwardly speculating that perhaps this Young Master Bai had become angry over the matter of his companion's seat—now there would be a good show to watch...
"Xiao Yu, what is this..." Qiao Fengqing opened his mouth to ask, doubtfully, his eyes having quickly sized up Gu Xiaoer.
Wen Mu and Wen Xin also came out, helping Madam Qiao from their seats.
Madam Qiao's face seemed to struggle to maintain composure.