"I thought you would want to fight me first," Jinglei said with a faint smile, pulling Zisu down to sit on the blanket Liuyun had laid out. He sat down on the grass himself, opened a bottle of wine, and took a small sip.
"What’s the point of fighting? It’s not like the winner gets Zisu to like them," Liuyun remarked, shooting him a glance. Feeling frustrated and stifled, he grabbed a bottle and began to drink as well.
Zisu felt a flicker of amusement. Even though the guy was obviously in a terrible mood, his point actually made some sense. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to smile. She turned her head to look at Jinglei, who was sitting beside her, wondering what he really wanted to talk about after agreeing to meet with Liuyun. She had been harboring her own thoughts as well—things Chu Yueli had said to her a few days ago. Was marrying her something Jinglei had long looked forward to, or was it merely the logical next step for him?
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