Even though he had already sent letters to the Wen family, the Chen family, and Madam Qiao of the General's Mansion, they should know that he was still alive. Lu Ziming had some unresolved grudges with his maternal grandfather's family, and doing anything at this time would be very dangerous for him.
Simply because in the eyes of the people of the capital, he was a dead man, and once again, things were much simpler.
“I really know you, Chen Siyuan.”
Chen Siyuan turned away in anger at this straight man and drank the wine in large gulps.
Unfortunately, the wine was gone after a few sips.
Lu Ziming presented his wine jar to her.
Chen Siyuan glanced at the man, thinking of silencing him, and automatically picked up the wine jar and began to drink.
After a few gulps, my stomach felt better, but I felt uneasy.
She's already drunk their wine, how can she keep quiet?
Still angry, I took a few more sips.
At this moment, she showed no restraint whatsoever, drinking large gulps of wine, the clear liquid leaking out, which she casually wiped away with her sleeve.
The night was silent, save for bursts of unrestrained laughter coming from the nearby art gallery.
Looking at Chen Siyuan at this moment, Lü Ziming suddenly felt that she was very mysterious.
Despite her young age, she carried an overly mature sadness on her face.
This didn't suit her age, which drew his attention.
Actually, he had been watching Chen Siyuan for a long time, and he only came over when he saw Chen Siyuan about to get up.
He already knew about what was happening in the capital.
I initially felt it was a pity that the woman had died, but seeing her alive here now fills me with a sense of relief.
She is still alive.
Just as the two were quiet, a sound suddenly broke the silence.
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