The driver, who was anxious outside the door, saw Mo Li walking out of the tavern and was about to meet her, but he saw her hanging her head and walking towards a dark alley.

Looking at the back, there was no shadow of the second young master, and he was suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't care about it, so he was busy in the tavern, and finally found Tan Yu who was pouring wine in a dark corner.

"We might still be brothers—"

Is it, in your heart, can I only be such an existence, Tan Yu? Mo Li smiled bitterly. She seemed to be hiding from the light, just walking vigorously in the dark corner.

"Miss Mo Li?" An unfamiliar voice sounded from behind.

Mo Li didn't bother to pay attention, just said, "Don't bother me." And he hung his head down

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