The men drank, ate skewers, and chatted, occasionally letting out a wild howl and breaking into a chaotic dance.
The women were more subdued, eating barbecue and drinking Peach Blossom Brew from clay jars.
Xia Zhaoyun took a delicate sip. The cool liquid was clean and crisp, with a hint of refreshing sweetness and a faint bitterness. It was much better than the red wine from lunch!
Maybe it was because the twelve hundred yuan and various coupons in her bag had solved her most pressing problems. Or maybe it was because she had finally had a falling-out with the Song Family after her new memories surfaced. Whatever the reason, she had been on edge for too long and was utterly exhausted.
Now, Xia Zhaoyun finally let herself relax, happily eating skewers and sipping her Peach Blossom Brew.
Huo Tianhao wasn't a man of many words.
