The stove—she froze for a moment.
"What's this?"
"Hot pot~ Mom, don't you love it?"
"Hehe... hahaha~ Okay!"
She glanced around at everyone.
"Then tonight, we drink until we drop!"
"Hahaha~ That's the spirit, Big Sister!"
"Yuxuan, take it easy. I'm really sorry, but I can't drink right now."
"Mm."
"All right, Sister Fang said it. We'll drink until we drop."
"Yuxuan! Let's say it all over a drink!"
As we talked, our group, who hadn't seen one another in three years... In my own perception, though, it had been at most half a year, hadn't it?
We clinked glasses and drank ourselves silly. I held up better, but everyone else was slumped over the table.
And since Liu Yuetong was pregnant,
she had excused herself early.
After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, I looked at everyone. I felt gratified, but there was also a trace of
distance.
Three years was a long time. Although no one at the table showed it, it was obvious that everyone had their own
thoughts.
Li Xie and Zhou Jun, in particular. During the banquet, Li Xie had tested me several times, asking whether I would take Juanjuan's authority
away. I didn't say much in response,
and didn't answer him.
Ham occasionally tested my strength. Of course, he probably knew where he stood. Whether he was stronger or weaker, he could never
surpass me, so he only tried once or
twice before stopping.
Whenever Zhou Jun looked at me, the complicated expression in his eyes left me unsure what he was thinking. But... it was probably about Xu Wei,
wasn't it?
Scarface seemed just as he used to be, but for some reason, his silence struck me as different. He wasn't the same as he'd been three years ago. In other words...