Chapter 295: Alcohol, what alcohol?

"You're a young girl, it's dangerous to be alone outside. Be a good girl and come back home with your brothers, okay?"

Diana tilted her head, her voice mischievous, "Danger is just danger... There's a saying, 'Even if a peony dies under the moon, it dies as a romantic ghost.' Well, I'm game!"

Saying this, she looked up, her watery eyes fixed on John's sculpted face, an expression of deep fascination in them.

This man, he's just too good-looking!

He must cost a pretty penny...

She held onto John's lean waist tightly, "Handsome, take me in, won't you? To be honest, I have this immature love affair and I want to talk to you about it..."

Andrew's heart shattered like broken glass.

"Diana, don't you love your brother anymore?"

Diana turned around, "If you keep standing in the way of me being with my lovely guy here, then yes, I won't love you anymore!"

Andrew: ...

Indeed, love had vanished.

John bent