Shen Qingshan wasn't staying at the same inn as Fang Jie and his companions. It was unclear whether she genuinely wanted to give Fang Jie a chance to steal her away. However, it was obvious that after much deliberation, he had abandoned his plan to meet Shen Qingshan at another inn.
It had nothing to do with courage.
Sitting in a chair, Fang Jie suddenly felt a strong urge to drink tonight. So, he naturally took the wine jug from Mu Xiaoyao's hand and took a large gulp. Mu Xiaoyao had already drunk half of the wine; he didn't mind that she had drunk from it, and she didn't mind that he took it and drank from it.
“Mr. Zhuo, may I ask you a question?”
He turned to look at Zhuo Buyi, who was standing by the window looking at the night sky.
“Ask away.”
Zhuo Buyi didn't turn around, still
