Qiao Xiang was taken aback, her complexion slightly unable to hide her embarrassment. She gave Qiao Rui a sidelong glance, as if to blame her for speaking out of turn.
The absence of the other sisters from the Qiao Family was noticed not just by Qiao Rui, but Pei Liyan and He Zheng had also taken note.
This greenhouse, it seems, was not about the vines and wines alone.
Yet, Qiao Rui had asked outright.
The two grown men exchanged a look, all maintaining their composure as their gaze fell upon the two sisters.
Qiao Rui stood before Qiao Xiang, like the least regarded maid before the most noble princess.
But, oddly enough, there was a sense that even the maid exuded a remarkable presence.
One that could almost surpass the princess's.
How very strange, indeed.
Qiao Xiang had no choice but to offer an explanation, "They live farther away, so I didn't invite them."
Was that really the reason?
Qiao Rui's eyebrows lifted imperceptibly.