Ruan Zhongshan was leaving?
Zheng Weilong was startled but she didn't show the slightest change of expression on her face. Thinking back on Ruan Zhongshan's abnormality over the past few days, Zheng Weilong vaguely felt that Ruan Zhongshan's departure tomorrow was not a simple matter.
"Please rest assured, City Lord." Zheng Weilong smiled calmly.
The two continued to drink but because Ruan Zhongshan was leaving early tomorrow morning, he did not stay up too late. The slightly drunk Ruan Zhongshan was supported by the steward and left while Zheng Weilong who was also staggering was brought back to her own room by her servant girl.
The moment the door was closed, Zheng Weilong who looked drunk just a second ago, suddenly sobered up and all traces of confusion disappeared. In her pair of bright eyes, the swaying candlelight was reflected.
"Miss?" The servant girl looked at Zheng Weilong with a little surprise.
Zheng Weilong said: "Call Ah Da in."
