Xiong Zhi finally sat down on her seat. She had always found attending these events as cumbersome, but fortunately, she had become more familiar and better after many similar experiences during the recent years.
She took a deep breath and was about to wipe the faint sweat on her forehead when a hand holding a soft handkerchief extended in front of her and patted her temples. Her eyes shifted up to the tall man standing beside her.
Linfeng took the handkerchief back and put it on his pocket. Then he smiled, leaned closer to her, and whispered. "It will be a long night. Don't push yourself too much, okay? If you feel unwell, tell me. I'll be watching you always at the side."
He straightened his back. "Although Young Miss might not see me, rest assured that my eyes will always stay on you."
Linfeng was about to retreat to the side to leave his Young Miss on the reserved area when she stopped him.
