"But I just told Aunt Jiang this afternoon that I would go back tonight," Zhou Li hesitated.
"Isn't that easy?" Old monster casually wiped the oil from his lips with the back of his hand, turned his head to look outside, where the setting sun still left a trace of lingering light. "Later on, I'll transform into your appearance and go home to wash and sleep, then come back. Wouldn't that solve the problem?"
"Good idea," Brother Nan continued to watch Zhou Li.
"Then... okay."
"Mhm."
Brother Nan took another sip of wine.
The three of them ate and chatted.
In the blink of an eye, Huai Xu changed into Zhou Li's appearance. Brother Nan glanced over and noticed the real Zhou Li was wearing a thin, golden, rather effeminate bracelet on his wrist, while the fake one was not. She kept quiet and continued to eat and drink.
Brother Nan's father's cooking skills were truly unmatched. Huai Xu ate until his mouth was greasy, and Zhou Li was equally satisfied.
