The night was deep and quiet.
The Zhou Family's old residence had returned to its original appearance.
However, Zhou Weimin had kept Zhao Jiaqi behind alone.
"Mr. Zhou, do you have something to discuss?"
Zhou Jiaqi looked at Zhou Weimin curiously.
This mysterious look on his face.
It was utterly baffling to her.
"Jiaqi, do you still not realize that your crisis has arrived?"
Zhou Weimin took a sip of strong tea.
But he still reeked of alcohol.
"What crisis?"
Zhao Jiaqi was stunned by his nonsensical remark.
"It's the crisis about Lin Fan, of course. Your rival is about to arrive."
Zhou Weimin sighed.
He hadn't expected Prince Zhen Nan to burst into the birthday banquet.
And to see through the plan he and Mr. Zhao had agreed upon instantly.
"Mr. Zhou, what are you talking about? I'm not even in a relationship!"
