"Qingyi..." Lin Feng stared at Xue Qingyi with a somewhat hazy gaze and laughed self-deprecatingly. "Did you come to gloat?"
Deep down, Lin Feng always regarded Xue Qingyi as one of his closest companions, so he had no intention of blaming her.
Xue Qingyi looked at Lin Feng and the twenty-odd liquor bottles before him, a complicated expression in her beautiful eyes. "I only said that deliberately earlier to test your reaction," she said. "Just as I thought, when you're feeling down, you resort to drowning your sorrows in alcohol..."
Lin Feng was stunned. Does this girl mean she believes I am the former White Wolf King, and she provoked me intentionally earlier to further confirm my identity?
Damn! How did Qingyi learn to be so roundabout and subtle...
