"Alright, alright! Tonight, this young master will accompany you and drink till we're drunk!"
Shao moqian brought the bottle of red wine over and filled Chi zuxu's empty glass to the brim.
The two men didn't say anything more. They just sat opposite each other and drank the wine in their glasses silently.
It was useless to say anything at this moment because nothing could alleviate the pain and suffering in his heart. Instead of saying useless things, it was better to accompany him in silence. At least, he would not feel lonely.
Yun Xiao, who was on the second floor, heard Chi zuxu and Shao moqian's conversation clearly. After hesitating for a while, she returned to her bedroom.
After some thought, she decided to give her a call.
Chi Yi was about to fall asleep at this moment when the phone on the bedside table rang. She was jolted awake from her groggy dream. For some reason, she actually thought that the call was from her uncle.
