Han Xi smirked, "Alright, I'll make it up to you tomorrow night."
She deliberately lengthened her tone, yet her lips carried a sweet smile.
When Han Xi came out of the bedroom, Chu Ci had already skillfully prepared dinner: pasta, side dishes, red wine... it was simply the perfect combination.
Manman sat at the dining table, gently swirling the red wine in her glass, the shimmering red traces clinging to the transparent inner wall, leaving a delicate crimson crystal.
"Isn't Lu Jinghan going to let you go?" Manman took a sip of wine, raised her eyebrows, and smiled.
Han Xi awkwardly cleared her throat, pretending to be calm as she pulled out a chair to sit down, "There's no such thing."
Chu Ci took the wine from the table, poured some into Han Xi's and her own glasses, then picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp, "If I could meet a man as devoted as Lu Jinghan, my life would be complete."
"You will meet him, maybe that Gu Beichen is the one."
