Uncle Yuan hesitated for a moment, "Shi Nian'an is also here... They came over for a dinner gathering today."
Knowing Shi Nian'an was also there, Zuo Xingyun's expression softened slightly, but his voice remained ice-cold, "Miss Xiang has been in a poor mood lately. Let her do as she pleases. Don't be too restrictive, as it will cause her to resent... But don't indulge her too much either. I trust you understand the balance."
After hanging up the phone, Zuo Xingyun walked over to the liquor cabinet, took out a bottle of Western liquor, poured half a glass, and downed it in one go.
The burning sensation in his throat didn't cause his brows to furrow even slightly, yet the mere thought of Xiang Wan spending the night at Shi Yanqing's place involuntarily knitted his eyebrows together.
