Jiao Shaoqiu shook his head, whispering: "Sword Wine has not returned to the Divine Sect Mountain Gate for many days..."
Upon hearing this, the Boss Lady's eyes immediately showed a hint of dimness.
"Not there again? Is he avoiding me?"
The Boss Lady said with frustration.
Hearing this, Jiao Shaoqiu shook his head: "You want that young lad to pay back the wine money again, in exchange for a chance to see him, and let him have the guts to continue running up tabs at Drunken Duck Restaurant on your tab?"
"Girl, I think it's better to give up on him."
"This fellow is incorrigible, his heart's knot cannot be untangled, it will only delay you."
Jiao Shaoqiu, holding an oil-paper umbrella, had a look of regret in his eyes.
The Boss Lady, still charming as ever, pursed her lips and with her slightly calloused hands, wiped her newly worn clothes.
"Elder... are you also advising me?"
