Gong Ting stood at the entrance of the banquet hall, immediately attracting numerous gazes. Morin noticed his disheveled appearance and scanned the guests, clearly searching for someone.
He quickly walked over, staring at the lipstick stain on Gong Ting's clothes. His expression was somewhat strange. Wasn't this the lipstick Yhan Xi used tonight? Could it be that the Master and Yhan Xi…? He didn't dare to think further and promptly asked, "Master, what happened?"
"Did you see a woman in a silver dress come in a minute ago?" Gong Ting asked in a low voice.
Morin's heart skipped a beat. Silver dress—wasn't Miss Su wearing a silver dress today? But the lipstick stain on the Master's clothes didn't resemble Miss Su's lip makeup today...
"No, I didn't notice." Morin stammered.
Gong Ting swept his cold gaze across, and Morin instinctively looked away, feeling too guilty to meet his eyes. He truly hadn't noticed, and even if he did, he couldn't say anything.
