A bride for Ryuu

Inside Xin Yichen's study. 

Zhenyi was sitting on the chair, a glass of alcohol in her hand, and another messaging her aching temple as she watched her father scowling at Tang Yuzhang.

Well, he had all right to break down all the tangible things in the house, but he just preferred to scowl. Very well. At least one of them was sane enough to handle the situation non -violently because she had an urge to shoot anyone straightaway. 

However, the glass of whiskey was it currently. 

"Care for a drink?" Zhenyi asked casually. 

Xin Yichen gave her a look which said it was not good for her to drink alcohol but she just rolled her eyes in return. 

She needed one and so did he. 

"Actually pour for two," the answer came from Tang Yuzhang, who was looking as pissed as Xin Yichen. 

He occupied a seat beside Zhenyi while a servant poured drinks for them.