Shu Yu came out to look for someone and suddenly heard a familiar voice. Slightly startled, he hurriedly followed the direction of the sound.
He had a coat draped over his arm, and as he followed the voice, he saw his wife sprawled on the ground. The young man who had once delivered flowers to his wife in Mist Capital was kneeling beside her, holding her arm, seemingly trying to pull her up, but she drunkenly refused him and acted out.
"No, I don't want it—get lost! None of you ever have peace, always piling troubles on me, a bunch of bothersome fools! Get lost, I don't want any of you anymore!!"
Shu Yu frowned slightly, then walked over with big strides.
Qi Xi chuckled bitterly, "Lady Dong, it's Qi Xi. Tell me, who exactly are you cursing? I know you've drunk a lot, your mood must be bad. But if you want to curse, let me take you back to Blue mansion first, alright?"
