"I heard that Miss Yhan and Young Master Gong were childhood sweethearts, and your relationship must be very strong. However, today your engagement with Old Gong was trending online, and I really can't understand it. I had to invite Miss Yhan over to clear up my doubts." Cecilia deliberately ignored the awkward bed photo between the two.
Yhan Xi's expression darkened, "Princess, please speak your mind."
"Miss Yhan, you are in your prime, isn't it a pity to marry a man in his fifties?" Cecilia raised her eyebrows at Yhan Xi, her eyes hiding a trace of bitterness, as if the truth of the matter wasn't as simple as the news suggested.
Yhan Xi tilted her head back and downed her glass of wine. She picked up the decanter, poured herself another full glass, and then drank it in one go again. Seeing this, Cecilia hurriedly advised, "I'm not sure what troubles lie in Miss Yhan's heart, but drinking like this will get you drunk."
