Needless to say, it was already understood that Rong Yuhen kept Wei Siyang's words in his stomach.

And what kind of shrewd person is Liang Zifan?

Even if Wei Siyang lowered his voice, he had already heard the words "third brother".

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of the lips. Why, did you drag him along? But you didn't come?

Did he not dare to come, or did Qin Keshu have some conscience and did not dare to face him?

"Second brother, I haven't seen you for four years. How about coming in and making peace?"

Wei Siyang stayed with Rong Yuhen for a longer time, and sometimes he became a lot more tactful. Compared to Wesley, who didn't seem to want to say anything, he seemed even more polite.

After all, Liang Zifan has been in the officialdom for so many years. Naturally, he knows official things better than anyone else. So after this meal, it was almost obvious that they had tried their best to exchange polite greetings, but after all, they were separated.

Brothers who are 20 years old, how can we say that there is no barrier at all?

During this meal... everyone had their own thoughts and thoughts on how to return to the beginning...

After all, if Liang Er was still the same Liang Er as before, or the same Liang Er in Fire, this matter would actually be much easier to handle.

++++++++++++++++++Separating line++++++++++++++++++

Mo Ruchu was inexplicably called to Qin's house by Qin Keshu's phone call.

Although she didn't know what was wrong with him, she vaguely felt that something was wrong with Qin Keshu, so she had been busy all day, discussing the details of the wedding and so on. She felt very tired, but she still couldn't relax. It was already very late.

But he rushed over anyway.

When I arrived at the Qin family's villa, I found that none of the servants were there. They had probably been sent home by him.

And when she stood in the living room, she saw him looking so lazy.

He directly carried the bottle of wine and lay on the sofa, his whole body sunken into the sofa, his eyes were very blurred, as if he was thinking about something, but he seemed not to be thinking about anything at all.

"...Qin Keshu? Why are you drinking?"

Walking to his side, she wanted to reach out and take the wine bottle in his hand, but he dodged it, and he grabbed her arm very accurately, and then pulled her with a little force.

onto oneself.

Mo Ruchu fell on Qin Keshu's body and hit his strong chest with her nose. The pain made her want to cry.

But she just stroked the tip of her red nose with her hand, then simply pressed one hand on his chest, rested her chin on it, and looked at him like this.

"What's wrong? You don't smoke, and you don't drink alcohol. It's rare to see you drinking with a bottle in your hand."

Without Bai Liqing, without that frail and terrifying self-esteem, it turns out that getting along with Qin Keshu, at least for Mo Ruchu, doesn't seem that difficult.

Although she never understood what he was thinking, and although she didn't know what he was wearing when he wanted to marry her, she felt a lot more relaxed mentally.

Occasionally, she seems to have gradually begun to understand how to act coquettishly towards Qin Keshu.

Qin Keshu held the wine bottle with one hand, and pressed the other hand on her waist. He breathed softly behind her sensitive ear.

"Drink with me."

"...Well, okay, then I'll get the cup."
Chapter completed!