The group quickly got up to pour a drink for Chi Cheng, watching as the bottle was about to move toward An Ran's glass.
A hand pressed down on the mouth of the glass, and Chi Cheng calmly said, "She can't drink, just give her juice."
"A little drink won't hurt, right sis? You should be an adult now?"
An Ran nodded, not wanting to dampen the mood, and looked at Chi Cheng, "I want to drink a little bit."
Chi Cheng pinched An Ran's small nose, "Clearly, you're like a one-drink knockout little bunny, what are you drinking?"
"A one-drink knockout, that's only because it was champagne… I can drink a little bit of beer."
The guy with glasses continued trying to pour a drink for An Ran.
Chi Cheng's tone was indisputable: "I said, give her juice and that's it."
Okay then...
Even though everyone here called each other friends, Chi Cheng is the boss here.
The guy with glasses was about to retreat.
