"Sis, what are you doing here!" Zhou Erlang was shocked.
Zhou Jiaojiao, accompanied by her future husband, rolled her eyes upon hearing this: "Why can't I be here? What have you been up to?"
"Listening to a storyteller." Zhou Erlang was pretty carefree. He first greeted his future brother-in-law and then forgot about his own sister entering the bathhouse. Speaking of the matter, he felt somewhat upset: "I always felt the story hasn't changed. Where did those rumors come from."
"Hmph, of course, it hasn't changed! The content of this script was already written completely. Is there a need to change it? Those scholars are just being unreasonable. It's just a story. How can it have such a big impact? If they don't like it, they don't have to listen. Why come to trouble the bathhouse!"
Beside her, Qin Yu, hearing his fiancée's remarks, raised his eyebrows but thought this matter wasn't simple. The impact of a storybook could be significant.
