He had thought her statement was made in jest, but to her surprise, Jun Mochan responded quite seriously, "Well, I'm afraid I might not be able to find you."
Ye Ranran looked at him with surprise.
"Alright, don't just stand there in a daze. Let's head over there," Jun Mochan said, pinching her cheek.
Ye Ranran swats his hand away. "I have makeup on. Don't smear it."
There was a lounge at the banquet, but Ye Ranran, worried that Jun Mochan might feel uneasy if he couldn't see her, chose to sit in a chair nearby instead.
In front of her was a table laden with assorted fruits and pastries, from which she idly picked up a piece.
Just as she was about to bite into it, a person appeared next to her, and an annoyingly familiar voice reached her ears. "Why are you sitting here on your own, Sister?"
Ye Ranran acted as if she hadn't seen Ye Tianjiao, continuing to munch on her pastry in silence.