As soon as she entered, she saw Shen Jia, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt and with long, chestnut-brown wavy hair, drinking alone.
What's wrong with you?
Su Yaoyao stepped forward and put her bag down in the chair.
Shen Jia has a high alcohol tolerance. Before Su Yaoyao even arrived, she had already finished two bottles, but her face still didn't turn red.
"Enough with the chit-chat, do you want alcohol or juice?"
A hint of speechlessness flashed across Su Yaoyao's eyes; "Are you even speaking human language?"
Who invites people to a bar to drink juice?
Shen Jia understood her meaning and poured wine for Su Yaoyao, saying, "I was just worried that you couldn't hold your liquor. If you drank too much, I'd have to take you home."
Su Yaoyao thought about it and agreed, and finally decided to drink the juice and let Shen Jia drink the alcohol by himself.
The two were drinking enthusiastically when Shen Jia suddenly spoke up: "I may have to leave Nancheng."
Su Yaoyao paused, frowning as she looked at her; "Where are you going after leaving Nancheng?"
Seeing Su Yaoyao's expression, Shen Jia, not wanting to appear too sad, forced a smile and said, "Going to America? My career is all in America."
Su Yaoyao looked at her face and asked seriously, "Shen Jia, why are you leaving Nancheng so suddenly?"
Shen Jia silently drank a glass of wine, unsure whether to tell Su Yaoyao.
Seeing her hesitation, Su Yaoyao said directly, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but you can tell me if you have any difficulties. I'll definitely help if I can."
Shen Jia was touched by this; "Sigh, I wish you had met my cousin first."
Su Yaoyao was taken aback by his words, somewhat puzzled; "Why?"
"Because if that were the case, you might fall for my cousin first, since he's such a good guy."
Su Yaoyao didn't speak, but just smiled and shook her head.
Love doesn't discriminate based on who came first.
Besides, Nan Jiangmu wouldn't like him anyway.
...
In Junxian's private villa.
Junxian looked at the dark, murky medicine in his hand, his expression turning somewhat grim.
The servant was still trying to comfort him, saying, "Young master, don't be afraid. Good medicine tastes bitter, but it's good for your health."
Jun Xian's face darkened even more. How could a grown man like him be afraid of hardship?
Thinking of this, he tilted his head back and gulped down the medicine.
His entire mouth was instantly filled with a bitter, fishy taste, which traveled down his esophagus and made his stomach churn.
Junxian's expression changed drastically, and he immediately ran to the bathroom to vomit.
Damn it!
Why is the medicine so bitter? Doesn't Nan Jiangmu know that he hates bitterness?
They're just messing with him on purpose!
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