Jacob suddenly slammed on the brakes, his expression excited, "Really?"
She gave him a peck, "Really, I love you."
Jacob kissed her hard, his left hand gently caressing her face, kissing her tenderly and with deep affection, "I'm very happy."
Lucy wrapped her arms around his neck, and the two embraced for a moment before pulling apart.
When they got to the private room at Number Nine Residence, Lily and Elijah, along with her agent, were already there.
Elijah was singing while Lily silently drank alone.
Seeing the couple arrive, Elijah pointed to Lily, "Jacob, take care of your sister; she starts drinking as soon as she gets here, she's already downed two bottles."
"Let her drink if she can," Jacob settled in beside him, speaking softly, "She's in a bad mood and needs to vent."
"What happened?"
"You'd better ask her."
Elijah sat down next to Lily, "Lily, if there's something bothering you, tell me. Don't drink so much; your head will ache and your stomach will feel sick."
