บท 554: The sweetest thing is Yingluo 9

It was not until half-past seven in the evening that she heard footsteps coming from upstairs. Tong Lu's heart pounded with every sound.

No matter how the conversation went, Mrs. Yin acted as if she was the matriarch of the household. She was unhurried and unruffled. She instructed the Butler to prepare dinner, and everyone took their seats.

Tong Lu mumbled to herself. Compared to these people, she was still inexperienced. She still had a lot to train.

She gave Leng Yejin a look and seized the opportunity to drag him out. She stood under the streetlight outside the door and asked anxiously, " "Have you guys come to a conclusion?"

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, letting her lean against his chest. The dim light outside the room reflected the hazy and ambiguous feelings between them.

Tong Lu was burning with anxiety. How is it?"

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Did my father agree to not disclose my identity?"