Upon arriving at the gathering spot, Yu Xia and Xie Qingci softly entered the private room hand in hand.
The people from the studio were already there. As she entered, she waved her hand and had the dishes served.
There were three tables in total, and at their table were just her, Xie Qingci, He Ci, Mei, and Mr. Yang.
Xie Qingci had also changed his outfit, swapping his sharp suit for a similarly black t-shirt, looking like a couple's outfit. With so much space at the round table, the two of them insisting on sitting so close together made it resemble a low-key engagement banquet.
Because she was happy, Yu Xia even ordered some wine. The pale yellow liquid, sparkling, splashed into the glass goblet. Xie Qingci lifted his glass with her, listening to her speech once more. It felt more like a wedding banquet, where Yu Xia was leading a socially anxious man to toast relatives and elders.
He Ci and Mr. Yang sat opposite them, their faces full of complex emotions.
