Sheng Youxia couldn't forget. To him, that matter was a shameful humiliation. Was it not the same for her?
"I've said it already, I'm not the one who drugged you!"
But all these years, Fu Shilv held onto that belief stubbornly, convinced it was her.
"Want me to help you remember?"
Fu Shilv leaned toward her shoulder, asking quietly.
Sheng Youxia gave him a gentle push, "No!"
"Really? Now that you think about it, it was quite wonderful."
Sheng Youxia seriously recalled the events of that day. Actually, she had always known the answer, but she'd never verified it.
It was most likely Cui Wenshan who did it.
"If I hadn't drunk that cup of wine, nor let you drink it, the person you later married surely wouldn't have been me."
After all, at that time, Fu Shilv wasn't attracted to or fond of her.
...
A few years ago.
The Sheng Family intended to form connections with the Fu Family, coupled with Sheng Youxia's secret love for Fu Shilv, their meeting schedule was quickly set.