Su Li saw that the entire table of people couldn't outdrink her, so she let her guard down, feeling infinitely resigned that there wasn't anyone who could match her.
Seeing another unopened, perfectly intact bottle of wine, she took it and began to drink from the glass.
As the mouthful of mango wine slid down her throat, Su Li immediately felt something was amiss, and the people in front of her gradually had double images.
She wasn't sure if it was hereditary, but she rarely got drunk from other wines, yet she became extremely inebriated with this one.
This was something she had discovered by chance, so much so that even Feng Huaijin didn't know, the person who sent it was...
Su Li, in her foggy state, formed a conclusion in her mind, a hint of a cold smirk appeared on her moist lips.
