There was a sarcastic glint in Shi Yuhuan's eyes. He teased, "Guozheng, you have always been brave yet insightful. You even planned Annuo's wedding perfectly. How is it that you can't even hold a cup of wine steady now, hm?"
Shi Guozheng tensed up. He was so scared, "Brother, I don't quite understand what you mean."
Shi Yuhuan smirked, half-smiling, half-mocking, "You don't understand? Xu Meili spent the past couple of days as my guest, and she has told me everything she needed to. Do you want me to repeat every single word she said to me?"
Whilst trying to suppress his trembling heart, Shi Guozheng summoned up the courage to meet Shi Yuhuan's gaze, "Brother, if you have something to say, just say it straight. I dislike beating around the bush."
"Beating around the bush, do you think I need to?" Shi Yuhuan's gaze narrowed slightly, his face expressionless.
