Ever since Qingyue ascended to the Immortal World, she had been serving as a servant in the Li family for the past year, enduring grievances with no place to voice them.
At this moment, Qingyue wished to throw herself into Yan Rufeng's arms and cry her heart out. However, she couldn't do that, for Qingyue knew very well that Yan Rufeng's heart belonged only to Yi Mu.
Nevertheless, from the very beginning of their acquaintance, Qingyue had never considered Yan Rufeng as a brother.
Their eyes met, filled with unspoken words, yet neither of them spoke.
Li Xihan, who had followed Qingyue out, saw the awkward situation and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
"Young Master Yan, Sister Qingyue, why are you two standing there foolishly? The banquet is ready..."
Li Xihan broke the awkward silence and led Yan Rufeng and Qingyue to the Li family's banquet hall.
Before they could even take their seats, Li Mo approached them.