Liang Wan was puzzled. "What do you mean?"
Someone like Cui Hao was beneath his notice, so what was there to think clearly about?
Lu Xiu didn't answer, asking instead, "Why did you come to see Feng Qingyue?"
Liang Wan fell silent. Both of their fathers had passed away, their mothers were strict, and they had grown up in similar circumstances. There were so many things they could connect over. She had thought two people like them could be friends for life, but who knew when it had all changed?
'Perhaps people shouldn't get too close to one another.'
She looked up and smiled faintly. "Some questions are just obsessions. Once you get an answer, you should let them go."
The heat that had enveloped her body instantly vanished. Lu Xiu watched her calmly, his eyes cold and silent, and said nothing.
Liang Wan smiled. 'So he really was just pretending to be drunk at the banquet.'
'If that's the case, there's no audience now, so there's no need to keep up the act.'
