Qian Xuan gave a faint smile, nodded, and put out his cigarette.
He took a deep sip of tea before saying, "Do you know why Feng Xiaoyue married Zheng Sanjing?"
Liu Zhizhong felt a stir in his heart. Goodness, it's finally coming to the juicy part. He's really not treating me like an outsider, huh, hehehe!
He pretended to be confused, then laughed awkwardly, "How would I know that, Brother Xuan?"
"You definitely want to know, right?" Qian Xuan's eyes were piercing, giving off an intense gleam.
Liu Zhizhong smiled and nodded, "I do want to know, who wouldn't?"
"Hmm, that's right. It seems Feng Xiaoyue hasn't mentioned it to you either?"
"No, she absolutely hasn't. Plus, something like that is obviously an act of desperation, a wound to her heart or dignity. She wouldn't conveniently talk about it with outsiders, right?"
Qian Xuan smiled again, took out another cigarette, and lit one for each of them.
