At the wine table, the three of them clinked cups and drank together.
At first, Ning Rongrong barely spoke. Gradually, after several rounds of drinks, as her emotions rose, she began talking.
Zhuge Lan also apologized to Ning Rongrong at the table.
Then Ning Rongrong pointed at Zhuge Lan and began berating him, her words becoming rather harsh.
As she cursed him, Ning Rongrong began to cry. Dugu Bo gave Zhuge Lan a look, and Zhuge Lan understood. He slowly walked over and wrapped his arms around Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong sobbed.
"Zhuge Lan, wasn't I good to you? Why did you treat me like this?"
Zhuge Lan hurriedly said.
"Rong Rong, I was wrong. I won't do it again."
Ning Rongrong bit down on Zhuge Lan's shoulder, seemingly venting her anger through it.
After a while, she let go.
Several hours later, it was getting late, and they had drunk about enough.
Ning Rongrong looked at Zhuge Lan and said.
"Brother Zhuge, will you listen to me?"
Zhuge Lan felt helpless. At a time like this, whether he intended to listen or not, he could only say that he would. There was no other choice, so he said.
"Of course I will."
Ning Rongrong nodded.
"Starting tomorrow, you'll work with me. Without my orders, you are not allowed to leave my side."
Zhuge Lan nodded. He was somewhat unwilling inwardly. He was used to freedom, and being restrained like this felt very uncomfortable. But he had no room to choose now. He had to do this.
He added.
"Understood."
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next day.
Several people stood inside an exquisite building, including Zhuge Lan and Ning Rongrong.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong was searching through case files, clearly busy