She walked through the corridor and saw a light coming through the crack of a door. Xiao carefully approached the door. As expected, Jun Shang was inside. He was still wearing the same clothing he had been wearing at President Min's house. He was holding a glass of whisky in one hand.
How much did he drink?
The bottle of liquor in front of him was almost empty.
"Well, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
As if surprised to see her at his door, Jun Shang scoffed as he raised the glass to his lips.
"The madame has decided to grace my room with her presence."
Xiao didn't say anything.
"Why don't you go back and take good care of your dying lover?"
He turned his head back. Xiao stared at his back for a while before coming around to stand in front of him.
"Ming Yin is my brother."
As he was turning his face, he stiffened. Unable to understand what she had just told him, he looked at her.
"What?"
