It wasn't just Zhao Jing and Chen Wanqing whispering in the night; in the master bedroom of the main courtyard, Chen Song and Xu Su Ying were also murmuring to each other.
Chen Song had drunk quite a lot and was heavily intoxicated, but after returning to their room and being force-fed a bowl of hangover soup, his mind instantly regained a bit of clarity. Lying in bed, thinking about matters back in their hometown, he found it somewhat difficult to fall asleep. Tossing and turning, he woke up Xu Su Ying, who had already fallen asleep. The couple simply started chatting.
"Where do you think Chen Lin went?" Chen Song frowned, pondering his younger brother's whereabouts. He thought it over but couldn't make heads or tails of it, causing his brow to furrow even tighter.
Hearing this question, Xu Su Ying scoffed. "The world is vast; where couldn't he go? As long as it's a place, anywhere is better than Qingshui County for Chen Lin."
