After leaving the Hall of Forgetfulness, Qiu Yan finally went to the Star and Moon Pavilion.
As soon as she entered, she saw Zhou Zifang slumped over the dining table, looking listless.
"Young Master, what's wrong?" Qiu Yan stepped forward and asked, puzzled.
"Ugh, so annoying," Zhou Zifang said without turning his head.
After he finished speaking, he looked up when he recognized the voice.
Upon seeing Qiu Yan, he immediately put on a smiling face, "Qiu Yan, long time no see!"
Qiu Yan sat down opposite Zhou Zifang. "Zhou Zifang, do you have something bothering you too?"
"It's all because of your brother. He can go to Qingyun with Minrui, but he doesn't take me with him."
Qiu Yan: "What are you going to Qingyun for?" I wonder when this Zhou Zifang will ever grow up.
"Ling'er is in Qingyun." Zhou Zifang blurted out, then coughed twice.
"I've heard that Qingyun is nestled against the mountains and by the water, and I'd like to go see it. Qiu Yan, you've come at the perfect time. May I go to Qingyun with you? Ling'er hasn't been to Song Jiao's zither lessons for a long time, so she's not worried about becoming rusty."
Qiu Yan nodded and smiled, "Okay."
"Really?" Zhou Zifang was in high spirits and excited when Qiu Yan poured cold water on his enthusiasm, shattering his hopes.
"Mr. Mu is also in Qingyun."
"This... never mind." Zhou Zifang shook his head. He was quite intimidated by Elder Mu.
Qiu Yan knew that Zhou Zifang was a spoiled brat. Although he was of excellent character and appearance, he had no ambition.
It's fortunate he's a rich kid; if he came from a farming family...
No, you can't say that.
There are 360 professions, and every profession can produce an expert. Zhou Zifang also has his advantages.
"Zhou Zifang, have you been painting lately?" Qiu Yan asked.
“Yes, of course I have them.” Zhou Zifang lowered his eyes and slumped onto the table. “My paintings are piled up in a basket. And no one looks at my sketchbooks anymore.”
Only Ling'er could appreciate his paintings; the rest, alas, were all just ordinary mortals.
"Is it that fast?" Qiu Yan shook her head; she didn't believe it. "Ling'er has only been in Qingyun for a few days."
Dinner is approaching at Qingyun Restaurant.
As soon as Bai Lu entered, she asked the waiter for two jars of fine wine.
As for why she only arrived now, it was because Qin Susu did it on purpose.
She didn't want Bai Lu to drink, so she took Bai Lu to have lunch at the Qiu residence in Qingyun. Ling Qi accompanied them, and did the same.
I thought Bailu would forget about drinking together, but unexpectedly, Bailu is determined to drink today.
When the wine jar was placed on the table, Bai Lu, completely disregarding her pregnancy, picked up the jar and opened her mouth to drink it all in one gulp.
Qin Susu silently murmured, "What a sin."
She reached out to snatch the wine jar, but Bai Lu skillfully dodged away.
She stuck out her tongue and pulled Bai Lu's arm. "Um, Sister Bai Lu, drinking is bad for your health, and it will also harm the baby in your womb. How about we don't drink today?"
"Qin Susu, why are you stopping me? Didn't you suggest that we drink until we drop?"
"I forgot you're pregnant," Qin Susu said with a flattering expression, her nervous demeanor making it seem as if Bai Lu was carrying her child.
"So what!" Bai Lu said, pushing Qin Susu aside and raising the jar to drink.
But this time, Ling Qi suddenly leaped up from behind, snatched the wine jar from Bai Lu's hand, and drank it down his throat.
Bai Lu looked coldly at Ling Qi, and was about to snatch back the wine jar when she heard a clatter as it fell to the ground. Then, Ling Qi grabbed her calloused hand.
"Bai Lu, for the sake of the child and for your health, let's not drink this wine, okay?"
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