Ye Xingbei walked over, grabbed the wine from his hand, set it aside, and wrapped her arm around his waist, "When you take medicine, aren't you not supposed to drink alcohol?"
Gu Junzhu glanced at her sideways, curled his lips, and gave a slight smile, "I didn't drink, just sipped a little, it's fine… my dear, do you have any business back in Jiang City? If not, can you come with me to Beijing first?"
Ye Xingbei looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
She released her hold on his waist and cupped his face, "Did something happen? You don't seem very happy."
Even though he had smiled at her just now, there was an undeniable sadness in his smile, which made her heart ache.
So, Yian Jingxue, that Yian the Dog, was quite forgivable; she always thought of herself as not being swayed by looks, but even she couldn't help being charmed by Fifth Lord of Gu's face.