Good wine, fine food, and lovely company.
Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, the better part of a day was gone.
Candles were already lit in the main hall of Yihong House.
"Alright, it's getting late. We should head back."
To Fang Yue's surprise, he had thought Chubby would definitely be spending the night here.
Looking at the lipstick marks on Chubby's face, Fang Yue found it hard to believe.
He had already been preparing to make an excuse to leave.
He never expected Chubby to be the first to suggest going back.
'I didn't see that coming. This guy can actually hold back when it counts. I really misjudged him.'
And so, the two slightly tipsy men bantered with each other as they returned to their inn.
After this, Fang Yue came to understand this Bai Xingqiu quite a bit better.
