Pei Lang hesitated for a moment before raising his cup. He had a strange feeling about drinking with this student of his in the restaurant…
"I wish you a bright future." Shen Miao smiled and finished the wine in one gulp. She drank very quickly, and a trace of wine flowed out of the corner of her mouth, crossing her slightly sharp chin and entering her collar.
Pei Lang looked away. He was not a person who liked to linger his eyes on beauties, but for a moment, he felt that something was very wrong.
A trace of joy flashed across Shen Miao's eyes. Pei LIang was the state preceptor who could decide Fu Ming's life and death in her previous life, but now, he was just a puppet.
However, that joy only lasted for a moment.
When Pei Lang agreed, she knew that there was no need to continue staying here.
After soberness returned, she stood up and raised her chin slightly, returning to the slightly dignified Shen Miao.
