"Give it to me." The tone brooked no refusal.

Fang Nianyang admitted defeat without hesitation and hurriedly handed over her phone.

Dark pupils fell on the screen, where an animated GIF played repeatedly. In the picture, a young man and woman of similar age were smiling at each other with their arms around each other's shoulders. They were talking about something, and Su Er nudged Ji Lin with her elbow. Jiang Siyan was all too familiar with that reproachful look.

She is indeed very likable.

Jiang Siyan tossed the phone back into Fang Nianyang's arms, a faint smile playing on his lips. The wine in his glass swayed gently, and his eyes reflected the shimmering light of the glass, like a crack in the sky before a storm.

"If you're not going to say someone's looking for you, what are you doing here?" Jiang Siyan said quietly.

Fang Nianyang was startled by his light-buttoned tone at the end of his sentence. She had completely forgotten that she had come to ask Mo Qingshu for help. She quickly said hello and ran away.

After a moment of silence, Mo Qingshu still wanted to say a few words in Su Er's defense, "Brother Si Yan, most of these kinds of photos are just paparazzi deliberately finding angles to create hype for themselves. In reality, the scene is not like that at all, so they are not credible."

"What are you explaining for him? Old Jiang isn't that petty." Meng Zhaoqi, always eager for drama, raised an eyebrow at Jiang Siyan after saying that. "Right, Old Jiang?"

Jiang Siyan lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at him casually.

They'd been brothers for years, practically inseparable, so he knew exactly what Jiang Siyan's look meant.

Jiang Siyan has a lot of dirty secrets about him, and if he tells them to Mo Qingshu, it will greatly damage his noble and heroic image.

Meng Zhaoqi's mind went blank for a second, and he immediately changed his tune, "My wife is right. She's seen all sorts of hype tricks in the industry. Don't worry, Lao Jiang. Besides, that fairy girl is all you think about, how could she possibly be interested in anyone else?"

As luck would have it, Su Er's message arrived at that very moment.

"I'm sorry, I've been very busy with filming lately, so I can't be with you for your birthday."

Following closely behind is a meme of a crying cat.

Jiang Siyan glanced at it but didn't reply.

Having had enough to drink tonight, Jiang Siyan had no interest in listening to Meng Zhaoqi's ramblings any longer. He got up and went home. "I'm going home."

"Hey! So early? Didn't your dad ask you to take that guy from the Cheng family back?" Meng Zhaoqi mentioned.

Jiang Siyan didn't stop walking. He waved his hand and said, "Let him deliver the person. He's old, and it's good that he drank too much tonight; it'll help him digest his food."

Jiang Siyan wanted to leave, and no one could stop him.