Halfway there, Han Zhao invited the two of them to the most expensive Linjiang Restaurant in the prefecture capital for a meal.
By the time they finished eating and walked out of the restaurant, the sky was completely dark.
However, there was a night market in the prefecture capital at night. The streets were still brightly lit.
"Brother Han, I've let you spend money today. Let's go! Follow me to the Flower Rain Restaurant. I'll bring you to find a courtesan…"
After Yan Baichuan drank a few cups of horse urine, he started talking nonsense again. Han Zhao hurriedly covered his mouth.
Han Zhao turned around and saw the corners of Lu Yingxuan's mouth curl up slightly. The corners of her eyes drooped slightly as she looked at him with a faint smile.
He was certain that it was definitely not jealousy between lovers.
