Chen Feiyu leaned back against the chair, saying calmly, "If someone talks behind your back, I'd do the exact same thing."
"I don't need you to," Liu Tianfeng retorted with a scoff. Her eyes lit up, however, and a warm, inexplicable delight bloomed in her heart. She proactively poured Chen Feiyu a glass of red wine.
Chen Feiyu lifted his glass, draining it in a single gulp. He found it deeply satisfying, the anger he had just felt upon hearing Zhang An and the others disparaging Han Muqing instantly washed away by the alcohol.
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