But it was just a profile, which a familiar person would recognize in a glance. This was Mo Siyu, and beside him, a scantily clad woman.
Tang Yue's eyes flickered.
"Xiao Yue, this is just an act for the occasion. Besides, it's not necessarily Mo Siyu," Bai Qing explained.
But Tang Yue ignored her; she looked closely and said, "This is him. But, is delivery even made to nightclubs?"
"Bai Qing, do you know? Could there be any danger?" Tang Yue asked with uncertainty.
There were a few possibilities that could occur in this place.
Bai Qing had been paying attention to Tang Yue's expression, noticing she didn't show the slightest hint of anger.
Hearing her question, Bai Qing got the feeling of 'the eunuch is more anxious than the emperor'.
Could it be that what Tang Yue really was concerned about wasn't Mo Siyu and that woman, but whether Mo Siyu could be in danger?
How big was her heart...
