After finishing his drink, Jian Chenxi escorted Lu Niange by the hand to the other tables. Lu Niange had already come back to his senses and silently followed Jian Chenxi, but for some reason, he seemed intent on being contrary. He drank one glass after another in quick succession, not at all like someone who felt unwell. Jian Chenxi's expression turned somewhat ugly, yet he still forced himself to smile.
Ling Momo had gone to the restroom midway and when she came out, she saw Lu Niange standing in the corridor smoking. Her steps faltered slightly, but she continued to walk as if nothing was amiss. As she passed by Lu Niange, her stride was steady. However, just as she was about to take the final step past him, Lu Niange suddenly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and straightened up. His voice was a bit hoarse as he said, "Momo, have you been well recently?"
