Inside the VIP room of the bar, Quan Tianyou and Andy sat on the sofa, each holding a glass of alcohol. They clinked their glasses together and downed their drinks.
Quan Tianyou only got up and went to meet Andy after Su Liuying had fallen asleep.
The visit from Quan Tao during the day had soured his mood significantly. He had thought that after so many years, he had moved on from his parents' affairs, yet he found that when they were brought up again, he still felt the pain. It was like a wound that seemed healed on the surface, but when pressed hard, was still tender.
With something troubling him, Quan Tianyou couldn't help but drink a few more glasses than usual.
"Chad, it's been years, and you've grown even more steady!"
Andy looked Quan Tianyou up and down, "You've become handsomer, more so than before, but you've lost that roguish air you used to have."
