"Do you still have any good wine? Qiyan and I would like a few drinks. Hmm, let's call Fu Ming and Zhiyi too. It'll be more lively with more people."
"I still have some wine. I'll have Zhiyi bring them later." An Jiuyue nodded.
She felt they could not only have drinks; she had to prepare some decent side dishes. She stuffed the porcelain bottle into Qian Jiyun's palm, said goodbye to Xiang Qiyan, and left.
"Tsk!" Xiang Qiyan clicked his tongue after An Jiuyue left. "Sister-in-Law really gives you face!"
Qian Jiyun rolled his eyes at him.
"Don't listen to Beiye's nonsense in the future. I'm not at a point where I'm afraid to even drink a sip of alcohol." An Jiuyue even brewed wine for him. How could Zhan Beiye make him sound so miserable?
Did Zhan Beiye and Xiang Qiyan believe An Jiuyue was pushing him so much that he could not live?
"He was spouting nonsense?" Xiang Qiyan's eyes widened instantly.
