"Like what?"
"How are you any different from those reading comprehension questions asking students what the blue curtains mentioned in a passage reveal about the author's feelings at the time?"
Jiang Li'an pursed his lips, speechless, and grumbled irritably:
"Even the author can't answer those questions. How would I know what they're thinking? If my guesses were really that accurate, I'd be telling fortunes under a pedestrian overpass, okay?"
Wei Yanqiao rolled his eyes at him, making no attempt to hide the disdain in his voice. "Utterly useless."
"I..."
Jiang Li'an's eyes widened. Lost for words, he laughed in exasperation. "Don't make me beat you up!"
"Try it." Wei Yanqiao glanced at Jiang Li'an, entirely unfazed.
Jiang Li'an: ...
Wei Yanqiao raced cars. Every day, apart from practicing his driving, he did physical training and was extremely fit. If they really fought, Jiang Li'an wouldn't get the better of him at all. He might even end up pinned down and beaten.
"Forget it. I'm a magnanimous person. I won't stoop to your level."
Looking very generous, Jiang Li'an raised his glass and casually clinked it against the one in Wei Yanqiao's hand, as though settling their differences with a smile.
"Niansheng, see that?" Wei Yanqiao looked at Zhou Niansheng and tipped his chin toward Jiang Li'an.
Zhou Niansheng said nothing, looking over in confusion.
Wei Yanqiao chuckled. "Shamelessness personified."
"Yeah, I can see it." Zhou Niansheng looked at Jiang Li'an and nodded in wholehearted agreement.
Jiang Li'an looked innocent and bewildered. "What are you talking about?"
Wei Yanqiao was speechless.
"Let's go. Time to head back."
Wei Yanqiao tipped his head back, drained his glass, then stood and looked at Zhou Niansheng.
"Niansheng, how are you getting home?"
Zhou Niansheng answered obediently, "My brother's coming to pick me up."
"Why