"When I went to the Fang Family, I ran into Fang Jun."
Jiang Chen swirled his wine glass.
On Valentine's night, Apang Palace was exceptionally lively.
"Coming out in one piece, not bad."
Lan Peizhi stated affirmatively.
No private room was arranged, and the new and former owners of Apang Palace sat on the second floor, with Tanki Liuli by their side.
Jiang Chen was already immune to such banter. He glanced at the woman who seemed to grow more age-ambiguous under the lights, "Today is Valentine's Day, don't you have plans?"
Only a few brave souls would dare jest with Blood Guanyin in this manner.
Yet tonight it seemed he had invited her, and now he was asking if she had other plans—if anyone else with a temper might react with immediate verbal retort.
"Why didn't you return to East Sea?"
Lan Peizhi countered.
"I never celebrate foreign holidays."
Jiang Chen replied with ease.
"What's the meaning of that sign downstairs?"
