The two exchanged looks across the space, and three seconds later, they moved their gazes away.
Li Qiao, holding her juice cup, took a small sip. Although her expression was normal, there was a faint smile around the corners of her eyes and brows.
Then, an unavoidable gaze landed on her.
Li Qiao subconsciously looked over and saw her brother Li Cheng watching her with a complicated look, disdainfully curling his lips, "Are you that happy?"
She was still biting her straw, her doe eyes calm and light as she looked at him, setting down her juice cup and replying, "Are you envious?"
Li San: "..."
Envy was a word that didn't fit him.
Li San didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't help thinking of a certain someone.
A wave of troubled emotions swept over him instantly, and Li San ground his teeth, lifting a cup of baijiu from the table and downing it in one go.
Nan Xin had returned to the border soon after attending the wedding in the South Sea.
