Though the evening progressed, Song Yunxuan was not willing to go home at all.

A gust of wind flapped Song Yunxuan's clothes.

A family servant trotted to her from behind, calling her, "Miss Song?"

Song Yunxuan stood where she was and looked in the direction where the car moved away, unmoving.

Song Yunxuan knitted her brows. But the family servant waiting behind walked up to Song Yunxuan and covered her with a coat, asking her, "Miss Song, ...