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Qin Nianchu left, leaving only Jiang Shiyu beside her. The girl who had just come to find Jiang Shiyu sat down next to him, her voice low but audible to Yun. "Jiang Shiyu, you haven't already promised Yun, have you?"
Jiang Shiyu remained indifferent, his expression blank, but his voice grew heavier. "Stay away from me." A hint of irritation flickered in his eyes.
The girl, slightly tipsy from the drinks she had consumed, suddenly sobered up. It wasn't worth it to provoke him; she pouted and got up to leave.
Zheng Yating watched from a distance. Although she couldn't hear the conversation, the girl's reaction and Jiang Shiyu's expression made it clear that the girl had no chance.
Zheng Yating smirked, crossing her arms and leaning back against the sofa.
Yun felt uneasy upon hearing those words. Everyone knew that Jiang Shiyu was open to anyone; whoever confessed to him could be with him, and if someone was late, they might get snatched away.
When Yun first learned this news, she found it hard to believe. She cursed herself for having such poor judgment in liking a scoundrel like him. Yet the more she scolded herself, the more it revealed her concern.
Liking someone was truly strange; even knowing he wasn't a good person, she still found herself drawn to him. Yun struggled with her feelings for quite some time.
In the end, she compromised; she couldn't forget him after all this time. Saying she would give up was impossible—it wasn't something one could just let go of overnight.
Yun looked at the drink in front of her and poured a little into a clean cup. Just as she was about to drink, the boy beside her spoke up.
The liquor was strong.
Yun gazed at the reddish-brown liquid in her cup and tilted her head back to take a sip. Just a little made her grimace; it was both bitter and spicy.
She quickly set down the cup, feeling a bit regretful.
A low chuckle came from beside her, filled with joy and lightness.
Yun glanced over to see that Jiang Shiyu's irritation had faded. His peach blossom eyes looked particularly charming under the dim multicolored lights.
Her ears began to warm up; she wasn't sure if it was from the alcohol or because of him.
Jiang Shiyu picked up a can of Lychee Flavored Fruit Wine. With a pop of the tab, he opened it and handed it to her. This one was sweet and lower in alcohol content.
Yun took it cautiously and sipped a little. It was indeed sweet, with a subtle wine flavor that wasn’t overwhelming or harsh—just a lovely hint of lychee fragrance.
Yun's expression relaxed considerably, with a faint smile gracing his eyes.
Qin Nianchu returned and immediately checked on Yun, relieved to find him drinking fruit wine. Spotting a glass of wine on the table, she quickly pushed it toward Jiang Shiyu. "Your drink should be in front of you; what if it gets knocked over if it's in the middle?"
The glass had just been accidentally placed between Yun and Jiang Shiyu, and Qin Nianchu assumed it was his. Yun was about to explain that it was actually hers when—
"Uh-huh," Jiang Shiyu interjected, directly agreeing and then moving the glass further away.
Yun felt his face heat up even more; he had indeed acknowledged it.
Soon, drinks were served—fruit juice and coconut juice. Yun opened a bottle of coconut juice and placed it in front of Jiang Shiyu.
As Jiang Shiyu was sipping his wine, he caught sight of the coconut juice and raised an eyebrow slightly, his tone teasing: "For me?"
Yun nodded and opened another bottle for himself.
Jiang Shiyu set down his wine glass and picked up the coconut juice, examining it. His fingers were long and elegantly shaped, like a finely crafted piece of art.
He took a sip; the rich, milky flavor was refreshing without being heavy, and the sweet taste washed away any bitterness lingering in his mouth.
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