Jiang Shouzhong naturally understood why Jiang Wan was annoyed. He said with a wry smile, "You really can't blame me for this, your sister came onto me on her own, what could I have done?"
Jiang Wan scoffed lightly and with graceful steps, sat on the rooftop.
She opened the seal on the wine jar, tilted her head back to take a swig. The liquor slid down her slender, jade-white neck, and a few locks of hair got wet from the liquor, sticking to the sides of her cheeks, exuding an inherent allure.
Jiang Shouzhong frowned slightly.
No matter what, this is Er Liang's body, drinking is not good at all.
Jiang Wan grabbed a skewer of candied hawthorn and bit into a piece vigorously, her gaze somewhat empty as she gazed into the distance, and said faintly, "Sometimes, fate between people is truly mysterious. Clearly, people from two different worlds, yet they insist on coming together."
Jiang Shouzhong sat beside the woman and said softly, "Can we talk business?"
