The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 181 Did you make an appointment?
Perhaps she was so absorbed in thinking about Gongshu Beicheng that she didn't even notice when he approached.

She subconsciously took a few steps back. He lowered his handsome eyebrows, slightly frowned, and there seemed to be a soft light in his eyes. He looked inexplicably sad.

He looked at her, seemed a little hesitant, and then asked, "Did you make an appointment?" She didn't know if it was Lin Mowan's illusion, but she always felt that he was about to cry when he asked this question.

Lin Mowan knew that the "you" he was referring to was her and Gongshu Beicheng. In the not-so-long silence, she forgot to answer for a moment. When he turned around and was about to leave in disappointment, Lin Mowan finally reacted and blurted out the words to keep him without thinking: "No, I came to see you."

After he finished speaking, Shen Weiyuan stopped, the haze in his eyes disappeared, and a hint of joy and excitement flashed across his face, but was quickly hidden.

When he turned around and looked at Lin Mowan, his eyes returned to their previous coldness. Lin Mowan lowered her eyes. The moment she said that, she actually regretted it, and there was some helplessness in her eyes.

He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, muttering, savoring the words again and again: "Looking for me?"

Lin Mowan didn't answer, but silently tightened the sachet hidden in her sleeve. Should she take it out or not?
She hesitated and struggled, but finally took the initiative to change the subject: "Isn't the Second Master attending the banquet? Why did you come out?"

He sighed, as if he was a little tired or guilty, and answered: "They always push those girls towards me, I don't like it, so I just come out."

He did not hide it, perhaps because he knew that since Lin Mowan knew about the banquet, she must also know the purpose of the banquet, so it would be futile to hide it.

After saying that, the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly fell into an unprecedented awkwardness. It was very lively all around them, and they seemed suddenly out of place standing among the crowd.

Lin Mowan lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and finally slowly took out the sachet from her sleeve, "I..."

"Second Brother Shen!"

As soon as the things were taken out, a bright call came from behind Shen Weiyuan. They both looked over at the same time. It was Song Anrong.

She was standing not far away, across the crowd, she jumped high and waved to Shen Weiyuan, her face filled with a warm and lively smile, just like a ray of warm sunshine rising in this cold winter.

Shen Weiyuan ignored it, but just glanced at it quickly. He turned back to look at Lin Mowan, with a little anxiety in his eyes: "What did you want to say just now?"

She opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to say seemed to be stuck in her throat again. This time, she couldn't say anything. She just silently pinched the sachet that was almost crumpled by her, stuffed it back in, hesitated for a moment, and then shook her head: "Nothing."

He felt a little lost, and the soft light in his eyes was gone. At this moment, Song Anrong had already quickly passed through the crowd and approached this side. She was still shouting enthusiastically: "Second brother."

But when she saw Lin Mowan, the smile on her face froze instantly. She looked at Shen Weiyuan, then at Lin Mowan. Perhaps out of politeness, she still greeted reluctantly: "Miss Lin is here too."

Lin Mowan nodded and smiled at her, then turned back to look at Shen Weiyuan: "Then I won't bother you any more."

After she said that, she bowed slightly, but the moment she turned her back, a sense of grievance suddenly welled up in her heart. She tightly held the sachet that had not been given away, and walked aimlessly on the street with her hands hanging down, as if the hustle and bustle around her had nothing to do with her.

In the end, she still couldn't give the things away. She felt a little disappointed, but so what? Maybe even if she had the courage to give it away, he might not accept it. He might even tell others behind her back that she was unsophisticated.

Thinking about it, she suddenly felt a little fortunate. At least before this thing was given away, in his heart, she was still only after his money and power. At least, she could still alert herself in this way. She was thinking, quite lost, but suddenly felt her wrist tightened. She was startled and staggered by the person behind her. When she raised her eyes, she bumped into the man's anxious eyes.

The unexpected pull made her stumble a few steps, and she slammed into a strong chest. The distance was so close that she could even feel that he was still a little unstable, and his breathing gently sprayed on her face, which was a little itchy.

It turned out to be Shen Weiyuan.

It was just a brief eye contact before Lin Mowan quickly came back to her senses. Both of them looked at the sachet in her hand at the same time, and Lin Mowan's mind, which had just stabilized, was instantly in chaos.

She hurriedly broke free from his hand, stepped back a certain distance, looked around the street, and made sure that the passers-by were just looking at them curiously and had no intention of stopping, then she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before she could put away the sachet in her hand, the next moment, she felt her hands were empty and the sachet in her hand was already in Shen Weiyuan's hands.

She didn't have time to think. An indescribable sense of shame took over her mind. Her brain went blank in an instant, and her heart was in a mess. It was as if some unspeakable secret had been discovered. She just reached out to grab it: "Give it back to me!"

Of course Shen Weiyuan refused and naturally put his hands behind his back, looking straight at her. She wanted to rush over to grab him, but stopped after taking a step forward, because if she got any closer she would really fall into his arms.

She raised her eyes and met his in panic. He asked her, "You dare to take back the things that come into my hands, why do you run away when your own people are robbed?"

Lin Mowan was suddenly at a loss. She was too confused to think about what he said. She just stared at him blankly. His eyes seemed to be full of regret, as if to say, "What are you afraid of? Fight with her. It's not like you can't win."

Seeing that she didn't react, he softened his expression again and took out the sachet from his back, but seemed to be on guard against her snatching it back at any time, and asked her: "Is this for me?"

"..." She remained silent, trying to maintain her calmness on the surface, avoiding his questions, and just answered ambiguously: "I just did it for fun in my spare time."

Hearing her stubbornness, he didn't say anything, but just exhaled deeply, holding the small sachet tightly in his palm. He smiled, as if from the bottom of his heart, and said, "I like it very much."

He just looked at her like that, with a gaze that was more affectionate than ever before, and for a moment it was hard to tell whether he was talking about the sachet or the person.

After a long while, he looked around, as if he was a little wary. When he turned back, there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes: "I should go now, have fun."

Without waiting for Lin Mowan to answer him, he turned and left. Even his back didn't seem as gloomy as usual, and there was a hint of youthfulness in it.

I think he had to rush back to the banquet. After all, this banquet was hosted by Gongshu Yanyu himself. He could use the excuse of sobering up to come out and take some fresh air, but he definitely couldn't stay out all night.

It was not until she saw his tall figure disappear in the crowd that Lin Mowan withdrew her gaze awkwardly. Thinking back to the scene just now, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster. She didn't even say a word.

But this time, when she turned around, the grievance in her heart seemed to have disappeared. She couldn't tell what the feeling was, but she just felt less depressed.

She curled the corners of her mouth and seemed to straighten her back a lot, but she did not notice the corner of the wheelchair slowly appearing in the corner of the street.