Shen Lianxin was not in a hurry. She simply watched as Lu Jiaoqiao scurried back to her room, choosing instead to sit upright in the courtyard, waiting for Xiao Nian’an to return from his social engagements.
He reeked of alcohol, his clothing in a state of inexplicable disarray—undoubtedly the handiwork of those low-class women from the flower house where he had spent his morning. Such cheap tactics were truly beneath contempt.
Xiao Nian’an, however, remained oblivious to the undercurrents of competition between the women. Seeing Shen Lianxin sitting before him, he gave a light cough. "I was only meeting with a few friends. We talked too long and I lost track of time, so I simply slept at—"
Chapter 174