Xiao Zhao sat opposite Shen Yan, watching her earnestly finish the food on the table before she couldn't help but speak up, "Yanyan, was it you who carried me back to the hotel?"
Shen Yan: "Otherwise, what, a ghost?"
Xiao Zhao excitedly yinged in her heart.
So shy!
She hadn't expected that her first princess carry in life would be from Yanyan!
So beautiful she wanted to cry!
Shen Yan looked towards the door; Liu Su had been out for quite a while now.
He must have found out what he needed to know by now.
She hadn't expected Qi Si's enemy to be so bold.
The important point was that she hadn't read about this aspect of Qi Si in the original story.
Before Liu Su returned, a message from Wen Yan came in.
He asked her if she had any specific requirements for her dress she'd wear on stage; his people would prepare it.
Shen Yan didn't like those fancy, colorful clothes that were too bright and shiny—they made her feel constrained.
