Zhou Xuan finished speaking, waved his hand, and got into the painter's car.
Lord Jiu followed up, saying: "Just right, sir, I'm going with you."
"What are you going for?" Lord Jian shouted.
"I'm getting in the car to sober up, the midday drink hit me too hard, I can't even stand properly."
Despite what Lord Jiu said, he got in the car with incredible agility.
The car moved slowly, and after it left East Market Street, Lord Jiu seemed to have changed, his gaze clearer than before.
Because the topics the painter and Zhou Xuan usually discussed were too secretive, this time the painter personally drove the car instead of using a driver to pick up Zhou Xuan.
Old Hua saw Lord Jiu's wise eyes in the rearview mirror and immediately mocked: "Lord Jiu, did you drink or not, your sobering up is too fast, did you take something before getting in the car?"
"For someone named after wine, taking sobering medicine would be a big joke if word got out."
