New Year's Day at Yongning Manor was still lively, but to Duan Yunfei, this liveliness had nothing to do with him.
He originally thought he could persuade the little girl to join and celebrate the New Year together, but it didn't go as planned.
After a few rounds of drinks, the night had deepened.
The sound of firecrackers outside broke the peace of the cold night.
He sat in the pavilion, eyes slightly closed, seemingly resting.
He only opened his eyes and looked ahead when he heard footsteps approaching.
"What's this? A few sips and you're drunk?" Le Zhao said, carrying a small jar of wine as he walked in alongside Xuan Ying.
"The Young Master has a better tolerance," Xuan Ying chuckled, "I bet he's thinking about Miss Shen."
Duan Yunfei scoffed lightly, sat up straight, and said, "Weren't you two setting off firecrackers? Why did you come back?"
