"?" Lu Jingzhi stood up, "Why do you have to leave? We can think of other ways."
Jiang Xinyu lowered her head, "Didn't you say you have no solution?"
"If there isn't, then there isn't." Lu Jingzhi shrugged, "The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridge; there will always be a day when we figure out a solution—of course, if you're willing to tell me who you've offended, so I can have a clue, that would be even better."
Jiang Xinyu: "His name is Mu Sui, the second son of the Mu family in Yuanzhou Prefecture."
"After dancing, I was pushed to the ground by someone and stepped on my hand. When I poured wine for him, I knocked over the wine glass and spilled it on his clothes …"
There was no need to say more, Lu Jingzhi understood.
She persuaded Jiang Xinyu to return and rest some more.
