Yet, the man's hand remained around her, his face not showing any discomfort.
Despite the small pinch from the little lady, Mr. Xi's face remains the same, as if that claw was merely scratching an itch.
Their little exchange was caught by Carlo. Her breath hitched, and she swiftly grabbed the door handle to steady herself. She took a deep breath, pretending she saw nothing.
"You're all leaving? Did I not provide good enough hospitality? Or is it that Boat Island isn't enjoyable?"
Carlo was anxious, what use was she if everyone left.
"We're going to the Sea of Love." Lan Xin Ai beamed, her long eyelashes trembled, giving Carlo a sense of impending doom.
"To the Sea of Love?"
"On the 18th of this month, my husband, and I are going to hold a wedding at the Sea of Love. Little Luo, I'm inviting you to attend our wedding."
Lan Xin Ai sweetly proposed to Carlo, her brows and eyes curved.