Qingwu turned slightly, instantly feeling President Pei's presence, enveloping her dominantly.
"Let go," she said.
"Just a moment, you wouldn't want to disturb the others, would you?"
How did it become that she would disturb others?
President Pei held Qingwu with his arms around her slender waist, "Look, Mother and Grandfather are still in the garden."
Old Master Zuo Jing'an had a fondness for flowers and plants. Late at night, he suddenly recalled that the Shen Mansion had quite a few night-blooming cereus and eagerly got up to look at them. Zuo Wanjun couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she simply accompanied him.
Qingwu's room was on the second floor, offering the best view. With a glance, she could see most of the Shen Mansion, and similarly, anyone in the garden could look up and see the scene on the balcony.
If the Shen Family saw President Pei holding her like this, Qingwu dared not imagine what might happen tonight.
"If you let go, it won't affect the others."