The woman standing next to Wei Qinglou straightened up, looked at Zhu Jiayu, and frowned suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Zhu Jiayu smiled at her and said, "I only have a slight acquaintance with him. Originally, I thought that if the two of you were mutually attracted, I would be happy to help you two. But now it seems that's not the case. You should find someone else and leave this person to me, what do you say?"

Wei Qinglou finally opened his eyes, still slightly drunk, and looked at her with difficulty for a while before closing them again. His tone, however, was much softer: "Ayu, you've come..."

It was as if they knew she would come.

The woman's expression changed, she snorted coldly, and got up to leave.

Zhu Jiayu walked over, looked at Wei Qinglou who was drunk and passed out on the table, and sighed softly.

Just then, Shujian arrived with his men. Seeing Zhu Jiayu beside his young master, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, clasped his hands, and greeted her as Miss Zhu.

Zhu Jiayu hummed in agreement, then hesitated before asking, "What is he...?"

She stopped mid-sentence.

She crossed the line.

She helped him get rid of the girl from earlier because she didn't want him to have his reputation ruined while he was drunk. The two had a long-standing friendship, so there was nothing wrong with what she did.

However, it would be inappropriate for me to inquire about his affairs now.

Shu Jian had already dismissed the servants and told Zhu Jiayu everything about his young master and Magistrate Shen.

Zhu Jiayu turned around and glanced at Wei Qinglou. The young civil official had a face as handsome as jade, and the red in the corner of his eye resembled a touch of peach blossom color on his jade.

She lowered her voice and said, "I understand."

Shujian looked at her expectantly, only to see her turn and leave after saying those words, without even offering a single word of comfort.

He couldn't help but shake his head. After the person had gone far away, he bent down and helped Wei Qinglou, who was drunk and slumped over, up, and said solicitously, "Young Master, Miss Zhu has left."

Wei Qinglou: ...

Wei Qinglou calmly stretched out his foot and stomped hard on his toes, whispering, "Help me into the carriage. Someone's watching, so don't give yourself away."