"Jin Baiyan, you really are noble." Pei Yuanchen sneered, curling the corners of his lips.
"It's not nobility, but fate." Jin Baiyan smiled and took out a glass, poured a whiskey and pushed it to him, "I just purely hope she is happy. If I can make her happy, I would give my all; if I can't, I hope you can. The prerequisite is not to let her get hurt in any way."
Pei Yuanchen looked at him expressionlessly.
After a while, he finally withdrew his gun, picked up the whiskey, and drank it all in one go.
He put down the glass, his voice hoarse: "I will tentatively believe you."
After speaking, he turned around and walked briskly to Ziyi.
Ziyi had just finished her dessert.
She looked up, smiling sweetly: "You're back? I've already ordered the dishes, the menu is here, see if there's anything you want to add."
"No need to add anything." Pei Yuanchen's voice was low and gentle, "Is it delicious?"
Ziyi nodded with a mouthful "Hmm hmm."
