If one appears too eager, it makes oneself seem cheap. I should take this step by step.
"It's getting late, so we will take our leave now," Murong Fenghua, truly unable to stand Qinglian Fairy's harassment any longer, finally proposed their departure.
Qinglian Fairy naturally persisted in her attempts to make them stay. Her enthusiasm was frightening.
Murong Fenghua made several excuses and then, feigning other business, rose to leave.
"Farewell."
Wen Zhixing gave a slight bow to the two women and then followed Murong Fenghua.
Once the two had departed, Qinglian Fairy's gaze returned to its usual calm. It was as if the overly enthusiastic person from moments ago hadn't been her at all.
She looked at her own palm, dazed and somewhat lost in thought.
