Ji Mingqian's face showed a trace of embarrassment as he dodged the question, "I have some things to take care of and will return in a couple of days."
Jiang Yisheng glanced at him suspiciously. If he had things to deal with, how did he have time to buy him candied hawthorns?
"What are you looking at?" Ji Mingqian snapped, rattled by his stare.
"Eat your candied hawthorn."
Jiang Yisheng shuffled his feet, limping toward the sofa.
In the end, Ji Mingqian couldn't stand aside and reached out to support him.
This time, Jiang Yisheng didn't resist and let him help.
After helping him sit on the sofa, Ji Mingqian finally took a seat himself.
Jiang Yisheng looked at the candied hawthorns in the paper bag and hesitated before he softly called out, "Ji Mingqian."
"Hmm?" Ji Mingqian, drinking water, hummed in response.
"Did I say something when I was drunk that day?"
