His sudden advance made Zhi Wan's heart leap. The alcohol's haze lifted a little, and she stared at him blankly. "Cousin, you're... drunk?"
Lu Zhan paused and took two steps back. "Perhaps," he said in a low voice.
Zhi Wan balled her fists. 'Tonight, my cousin seems particularly dangerous.'
She said in a rush, "Cousin, it's getting late. I-I should head back." With that, she turned and ran without waiting for Lu Zhan's reply.
Watching the girl flee in a panic, Lu Zhan pressed his long fingers to his brow, a hint of resignation in his expression.
'It seems the "potion" I administered tonight was a bit too potent.'
'But if I don't do this, she'll end up falling for someone else.'
His business in Jiangnan wasn't finished, so he couldn't stay close and watch over her.
'The best way is to make her accept me. That's the only way to get her to abandon the idea of choosing someone else as a husband.'
