This party didn't affect Bai Yiran much, but what she didn't expect was Leng Liewei's public defense of her.
Outside the venue, Leng Liewei looked at the still beautiful Luna, "I'll take you home."
Luna sniffed, mist rising in her eyes. Leng Liewei hadn't spoken to her with such a gentle tone in a long time. She nodded, "Okay."
The driver brought the car over and opened the door for Luna. Before getting in, Luna took a deep look at Bai Yiran, filled with a multitude of emotions, and then got into the car.
Leng Liewei felt somewhat awkward looking at his son and daughter-in-law, so he simply said a few words and followed into the car.
On the way back, Leng Yichen played with Bai Yiran's small hand, "Why did Luna come? Did you invite her?"
At this time, aside from Bai Yiran, Leng Yichen couldn't think of anyone else who would invite Luna.
"Yes, I did." Bai Yiran nestled in Leng Yichen's arms, mischievously drawing circles on his chest with her other small hand.
