"Did they know about you saving Old Bai?", Bai Tang asked.
"No, I went secretly. Don’t tell them, otherwise I wouldn’t know how to explain it."
"Hmm, whatever you do in the future, tell me first."
Wen Xiao’ai suddenly remembered something, pursed her lips, and began to ask tentatively.
"By the way, Jun Moyan, are you and Qing Yi, Bai Yi, and the Drunkard really good friends?"
"How long have you known them?"
"Qing Yi for six years, Bai Yi for five years, the Drunkard for eight years," Jun Moyan responded without thinking.
"For you humans, that does seem like a long time. How did you meet them?"
"Why are you suddenly asking these questions?"
"Because I want to know some of your stories."
Jun Moyan, with her on his back, walked down the summer night streets, talking to her about his life.
Wen Xiao’ai quietly lay on his back, not making a sound, listening intently.
The usually reticent man spoke to her for a full ten minutes.
If it had been before, besides work and business matters, this might have been his three months’ worth of conversation.
Only after listening did Wen Xiao’ai learn that the Drunkard had saved Jun Moyan’s life, and not just once.
Although Jun Moyan was cold to everyone, didn’t like to talk to other people, and could sometimes be frighteningly fierce, except towards her, he actually valued his relationships more than anyone.
Qing Yi, Bai Yi, the Drunkard, Shangguan Yu, his second brother, and his grandfather, he definitely cherished them more than himself.
If, just if, one of them ever betrayed him, he would be devastated.
Therefore, it would be better for her to find an opportunity to test the Drunkard.
She always felt there was something off about this matter with Old Bai, but couldn’t quite put her finger on it...
Two girls passing by with ice cream had their eyes glued to Jun Moyan, so much so that they forgot to keep walking, which upset Wen Xiao’ai.
She tightened her grip around Jun Moyan’s neck, just about to ask him to walk faster, Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novᴇlfire.net
but then the ice cream in the hands of those girls caught her attention.
It looked really tasty.
Seeking out the store they had just left, Wen Xiao’ai looked over. Seeing people continuously coming out with ice cream, she instantly got excited and pointed her little finger at the store, asking somewhat excitedly:
"Jun Moyan, what are they selling there?"
Jun Moyan looked in the direction she was pointing, and blurted out a response: "... Food."
"I know it’s food, but what kind of food?"
Jun Moyan didn’t reply, nor did he ask her if she wanted to eat, he simply carried her straight to the store.
He didn’t even have to ask, he knew she would want to eat.
Seeing Jun Moyan heading directly to the store with her on his back made Wen Xiao’ai extremely happy. She stretched her neck to look towards the shop, almost as if she wished she could climb onto Jun Moyan’s shoulders.
As the two approached the store, several people queuing turned to look at them, including the clerks who also gazed at them, their eyes instantly lighting up.
This face, clearly one that’s been well-invested in since birth, and that charm.
Indeed, attractive people pair up with attractive people.
"So handsome," a girl nearby couldn’t help but whisper excitedly, clutching her friend’s hand.
Eyes flickering across Jun Moyan’s face, body, and legs, barely managing to keep up.
Is this what they call someone whose every body part could go solo?
"So jealous of the one on his back."
Those who purchased their ice cream didn’t leave; they stood to the side to continue admiring the handsome guy.