"Feeling so cheerful?" Mu Yunshen's eyebrows rose slightly, "Hmm, Miss Luo has been kidnapped, yet you're here drinking with me without a worry. If she knew, she'd probably be green with envy."
Mo Shiche didn't speak. Mu Yunshen, lightly swirling his wine glass, continued, "Actually, there's no need to worry. Once we get a message from Sheng Feng, we'll go over and rescue her. It's very simple."
The silent understanding between brothers for many years, how could Mo Shiche not know he was trying to ease his mind? He hummed softly and a while later said, "Yunshen, you mentioned on the phone earlier that you're getting married, right?"
"Hmm, to Tang Sitian."
"Do you like her?"
"Hmm, I do."
"Then go ahead and marry her," Mo Shiche's lips curved into his deepest smile, staring at the shimmering red wine, "Haven't you always wanted a family? Once you have it, live it well."
