After dinner.
The six people gathered again for a while.
In the end, they tacitly split into three groups.
Marco took Freya upstairs to a room.
Julian embraced Isabella into a room on the first floor.
Terry invited Nella for a walk outside.
When.
The two pairs from the first floor and the second floor came out, their faces were adorned with slight smiles.
As if they had just experienced something…
"You two, come here."
Isabella's eyebrows slightly cold, she said sternly, "No sneaky business behind our backs."
"Wrongfully accused, we didn't do anything." Marco laughed jovially, trying to smooth things over, "We were just talking about our time alone…"
"What's there to talk about, we're like well water not interfering with river water." Freya inadvertently exposed his earlier lie.
Because, at the dinner table, it was Julian's food that tasted best, so it was also Isabella's reward for his hard work.
"Freya, can't you give me a break?" Marco felt embarrassed.
