When Nangong Mo realized Yun Ran was watching him, he raised an eyebrow, his thin lips curling into a smile—three parts lazy, seven parts devilish—and always unintentionally enchanting.
Yun Ran silently rolled her eyes in her heart:
[He's trying to tempt me again!]
[But he looks really good!]
[Stay calm! Refrain from being lovestruck! Absolutely must not show it!]
Yun Ran cleared her throat, feigning composure, and asked Nangong Mo casually, "Mo, are you going to the palace banquet tomorrow?"
Before Nangong Mo could answer, Nangong Siyu jumped in and said, "Mo, don't worry! The Grand Empress knows you don't like crowds, so tomorrow's banquet is just a small family gathering!"
"There really won't be many people! So, Mo, will you go, please? Come on, please!"
As she spoke, Nangong Siyu tugged at Nangong Mo's sleeve, looking at him expectantly as if saying, 'I won't let go unless you agree.'
Watching from the side, Yun Ran thought to herself:
