He looked toward Sheng Youxia and walked a few steps closer, "If this really has nothing to do with your brother, I will personally come to apologize."
"Okay."
Chu Chengzhou didn't dare hold Liang Nianwei by himself, since everyone played in the same circle. Fu Shilv said in front of Sheng Youxia that he didn't care, but if there were lingering feelings, it would be troubling for him.
Liang Nianwei's restraints were loosened, but she couldn't stand up right away.
There was a lingering scent in the room, and Fu Shilv walked over to Sheng Youxia, grabbed her arm, and helped her up.
Sheng Youxia came to her senses and moved his hand away.
She had just reached the doorway when Fu Shilv wrapped his arm around her shoulder, "Are your legs too weak from fright, do you want me to carry you out?"
"Fu Shilv, you are really sick."
Sheng Youxia grabbed one of his fingers and forcefully bent it upward, "Touch me again, and I'll break your fingers."