Ursa Miller brought bowls and chopsticks for the two of them and also brought two wine glasses.
She was about to leave.
Aurelia called out to her, "Sit down and have dinner with us."
Ursa was taken aback. Although she had eaten with the Young Madam before, there was a guest at the moment...
Ursa still shook her head, "No, Young Madam, I snuck a bite while cooking earlier, I'm not hungry now."
Aurelia could tell she was lying.
Pulling out the chair beside her, she said, "Sit down, there's no one else here. There aren't so many rules with me, and besides, you've been living here for so long, haven't you gotten used to it by now?"
"No, I haven't." Ursa sat down apprehensively and poured wine for the two of them.
Aurelia clinked glasses with Viscount Zhou, then downed her drink in one gulp.
Viscount Zhou looked at her with concern, "Hey, the alcohol content may not be high, but you can't drink like this, you'll get drunk."
"I'm here to test my drinking capacity today."
Aurelia drank two or three more glasses in succession, her small face flushed, eyes dazed, and a silly smile on her lips.
Seeing her like this, Viscount Zhou knew she was drunk and quickly snatched her glass, "Stop drinking, if you continue, you'll really be drunk."
"Viscount Zhou!" Aurelia suddenly lowered her voice.
Viscount Zhou instinctively shuddered all over, straightened his back, and obediently listened to her scolding.
"Give the glass back!" Aurelia reached out her hand.
Viscount Zhou hesitated for a moment but still returned the glass. The habit formed over the years couldn't be changed. Hearing her commanding tone, he simply couldn't refuse.
Aurelia poured herself and him a full glass, raised her glass, and leaned towards him, "Tonight we shall not return unless drunk!"
Viscount Zhou sighed, "Fine, tonight I'll accompany you until we're both drunk and can't return!"
He picked up his glass, clinked it with hers, and the two of them tilted their heads back and drank it all.
Ursa watched as the two didn't seem to stop, turning anxiously, wanting to persuade but unable to. Seeing that they barely touched the food, yet the wine was almost finished.
Buzz buzz—
Aurelia's phone rang on the table.
Ursa glanced at the caller ID, as if finally finding salvation, hurriedly answered, "Master."
"Hmm? Why are you answering the phone? Where's Aurelia?" The man sitting in the office furrowed his brow slightly. He had just finished work, his handsome face marked with fatigue, leaning against his chair, just wanting to hear her voice.
Ursa looked at the two lying on the table babbling nonsense, not knowing what to do, "The Young Madam and Young Master Zhou, they... they got drunk."
"Young Master Zhou?" Mason Nightshade's brow furrowed deeply, "Which Young Master Zhou?"
"It's Viscount Zhou..."
"Keep an eye on the two of them, I'll be there right away!"
Mason Nightshade swiftly grabbed his car keys, left, and drove out of the garage, speeding towards the Cloud Pavilion Garden.
15 minutes later, Mason Nightshade arrived at Aurelia's place, and Ursa opened the door for him.
"Master, you're finally here." Ursa looked as if she had finally seen her savior.
"Where's Aurelia?" Mason Nightshade asked in a deep voice, his face gloomy, showing signs of rush as if he had hurried over.
Ursa looked towards the sofa in the living room, "Still drinking with Young Master Zhou..."
Before she could finish speaking, Mason Nightshade strode inside, seeing the scene inside, his brow furrowed deeply, a dark look appeared in his eyes. He walked over quickly and pulled Aurelia, who was almost hugging Viscount Zhou, apart.
"Aurelia!" He gritted his teeth, almost spitting out each word, the chill in his voice as cold as ice.