Mu Yunlie said, "You guys go ahead, I won't be going."
"We two singing would be so boring," Mu Huaner cooed. "Ah Lie, come on, keep little aunt company."
Mu Yunlie frowned, "Little aunt, you know I don't like that sort of place."
All evening long, Ning Nuan and Mu Huaner chatted about girl stuff. He sat between them, uninterested in the conversation, and could only drink silently on his own.
Several times he felt a strong urge to go out and see just how much fun that heartless woman was having.
Mu Huaner pouted, "You really are no fun anymore, not as cute as when you were little, always drinking alone."
Mu Yunlie faintly tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Tonight he had indeed drunk a bit too much, his eyes beginning to show signs of intoxication.
He picked up his glass again and emptied it in one gulp.
The liquor burned down his throat, igniting the impulsive fire within.
"I'm leaving now."
No longer able to hold back, Mu Yunlie grabbed his coat and hurried out.
