Qiao Zhiyun was seeking help today, so his attitude was particularly humble.
After pouring the wine, he handed it over to Fu Wan.
Fu Wan took it, gently swayed it, and looked at the red liquid in the glass. She said, "I believe you wouldn't call me if there wasn't something you needed. What is it?"
"I want to know what exactly is Shi Jingzhou busy with?" Qiao Zhiyun got straight to the point without beating around the bush.
Fu Wan looked at him sideways. "What's the matter? He didn't come home to spend the New Year with your sister, and now you're panicking?"
"It's not panic. I just want to know how long his busyness will continue."
"He now holds a high position of power and works in the central offices. The matters he handles are all significant to societal development. What are affairs of the heart compared to that?" Fu Wan took a sip of her wine, "That's why I say, your sister isn't suited for him."
Qiao Zhiyun frowned slightly.