Hua Qiyue glanced calmly at Tianci. She had long been accustomed to such embarrassing questions from him.

"Nothing. I went to the restroom," Hua Qiyue said quietly.

The gazes of the company became instantly quite peculiar and complex.

Yun Shimo would not say why his face was swollen, but everyone could guess. If it were not Hua Qiyue, who else could touch Yun Shimo?

Other than Yun Xuan, there was also the mysterious Xuanji. Other than ...