I am not Su Yuejiu

The next day, Su Jiu was heading to the bodyguard agency. As she passed by Qingyuan Tavern, she saw a familiar horse carriage parked outside the door.

She turned her head, asked Er Mao to stop, jumped off the carriage, and entered the tavern.

Going directly to the top of the tavern, she saw a black figure sitting on the wooden fence of the pavilion. His posture was lazy but elegant, as he looked at the pedestrians downstairs.

"Sure enough, you are here!" Su Jiu walked over with a chuckle.

Xiao Lie looked back, and his handsome face smiled lightly. "Do we have some kind of fate?"

Su Jiu shrugged and said, "I saw your horse carriage downstairs!"

The man smirked. "Can't you entertain me a bit?"

"Huh?" Su Jiu raised her eyebrows puzzledly, her eyes wide and bright. "Why should I entertain you?"