Su Xingyu raised her glass to toast them: "Thank you for rescuing me last time in the middle of the night. And I'm really sorry that you got beaten up by Lu Shifeng because of it." Saying this, she tilted her head back, draining the entire glass of wine.
This was her purpose for inviting them today; that hurried farewell left too many thanks and apologies unspoken.
Ouyang Yi looked at her tenderly, under the dim lights of the private room, his eyes seemed to glisten: "No matter when you need me, I'll always be by your side. Xingyu, if you encounter any trouble in the future, don't hesitate to come to me, no need to stand on ceremony."
"And me, me too!" Ling Weilong chimed in, unwilling to be left behind.
Su Xingyu felt waves of warmth rise in her heart, lifting her glass again to clink with theirs.
The meal was enjoyed by all, and when it ended, Su Xingyu called for the bill.
