Meng Qianqian sat down beside Lu Yuan, holding the sleeping Bao Shu in her arms.
Lu Yuan asked nonchalantly, "Did you find the person you were looking for?"
Meng Qianqian's heart trembled, "Grand Commander… you know I'm searching for someone?"
Lu Yuan said coldly, "Every step you've taken to approach me has been calculated."
Meng Qianqian: "And yet you still let me—"
Lu Yuan's gaze grew colder: "Only because I have temporary use for you."
Meng Qianqian lowered her head: "Oh."
Lu Yuan said, "The day you're of no value—"
Meng Qianqian said, "I'll disappear from the Grand Commander's side of my own accord, never troubling you again."
Lu Yuan said coldly, "See that you do."
The two said nothing further.
Downstairs in the main hall, music played amidst constant cheers, as the Oiran competition reached its peak intensity.
Fragmented starlight spilled into the private room, like an invisible veil isolating this tiny world into an island of incongruous tranquility.
