At home.
Du Wei and Alex sat on the sofa.
He wore a smile.
With his hand around his girlfriend's shoulders, he tenderly said, "Dear, you told me you got your period this morning, but I was a bit busy at the time, so I couldn't come over immediately. Please don't mind."
They were leaving New York tomorrow, so he was laying the groundwork in advance.
That's what you call rhetoric.
Alex shook her head, holding a cup of brown sugar water she had prepared with ginger, and took a gentle sip.
The taste was a bit odd.
But still acceptable.
She said to Du Wei, "It's okay, if you're busy, you should deal with your matters. And besides, you seem not to have gone anywhere else recently, haven't you been in New York the whole time?"
For Du Wei, he had made a trip abroad during this period and dealt with Freddy clearly.
Having returned to New York, he had also resolved the curse on him.
And he had even killed Hannibal.
