"Thank you, I don't drink." Ye Anqi declined coolly.
Timothy curled his lips, "I know, you're here to find Ya Shitian, aren't you?"
"..." Ye Anqi didn't answer, which was a tacit admission.
"I don't have Ya Shitian here, but since you're here, have a drink with me."
Ye Anqi shook her head, "I don't want to drink. Do you know where Ya Shitian went?"
Timothy laughed, "You're asking me?"
Ye Anqi met his deep, dark eyes, "If you know, please tell me."
Timothy swirled the wine in his glass, wickedly saying, "I really don't know where he went, but I hope he went to Heaven."
"..."
"Anyway, wherever he went, it's best if he never shows up again."
"..."
"Don't you think if he were dead, all problems would be solved?"
"Do you want him dead that much?"
Timothy amusedly retorted, "Or should I wish him to live well?"
Ye Anqi stared at him, responding with a question, "I've always been curious, why in the dream did you have a twin brother, and why did Bei Jingtang appear?"
"..."
