Lin Miao's six senses were incredibly sharp. As he sidestepped and crossed the threshold, his peripheral vision met Baili Yuyao's gaze for a moment.
He didn't stop walking, and his other foot stepped out as well.
Baili Yuyao frowned slightly, recognizing Lin Miao, and naturally also noticing the very intimate Sun Youwei walking hand in hand with him.
She was well aware of Sun Youwei; otherwise, she wouldn't have felt some resistance towards Lin Miao, unlike with Si Miaoxue, whom she didn't mind at all.
Although the embroidery workshop was ruled by women, there were more women than men, and it was quite common for one man to marry two women. Even outside, it was normal for wealthy and powerful men to have multiple wives and concubines.
It wasn't really a gender imbalance, but rather a mismatch in supply and demand. If a man wanted to marry, he needed to have the capital; without money or capability, how would a woman follow him?
