Lian Xinying truly wanted to refuse this time, but she could no longer decline.
Because just now she had already refused once with righteousness.
"Lian Xinying, are you taking too much care of your health? If you won't drink red wine, fine! But you can at least have a cocktail, right? Even if you've taken medicine, a cocktail won't do anything to you, I've tried!"
The one who said this was Liu Mumu, whom Lian Xinying had given a cold reception to in the hotel lobby earlier.
This is how this circle works — if you don't give me a good face, then when I get the chance to hit back at you, you'd better be careful.
Lian Xinying glanced over towards Liu Mumu, and then picked up the cocktail that Tang Jun had poured her.
After a very shallow sip, Lian Xinying put the glass down.
Only then did a smile appear on Tang Jun's face.
